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Dark Knight Lyrics


G Herbo Dark Knight

[Intro]
(Uh)
Let me say it over
Uh, uh, uh, ayy

[Chorus]
Left lane in that foreign, then I park right
Hit the 'Raq, I'm in the black, feelin' like the Dark Knight
After hard days, stood on that block all night
The thrill of letting that 40 spark, it got my dog life
I'm thuggin' though, you know me
Still got it on me
Spent a sack to put on Max, I'm still riding four deep
Yeah, this shit for real, we play the field, I'm quick to kill
Police think I'm fundin' wars 'cause I spent a mill'
[Verse 1]
On the gang, yeah, that's facts
Speakin' slang like no bap
Swervo copped the Porsche truck, I did that for Cap
Been ran up a hundred K, I did that in the trap
I can't tell you 'bout no murders, I did that in the rap (Uh)
Now I'm on some made shit, street shit, I played it
Cribs big, got acrеs, guest room, I made shit
The biggеst price, I paid it, then waited, got patience
Don't mistake for weakness, I want some shit, I'm takin' it

[Chorus]
Left lane in that foreign, then I park right
Hit the 'Raq, I'm in the black, feelin' like the Dark Knight
After hard days, stood on that block all night
The thrill of letting that 40 spark, it got my dog life
I'm thuggin' though, you know me
Still got it on me
Spent a sack to put on Max, I'm still riding four deep
Yeah, this shit for real, we play the field, I'm quick to kill
Police think I'm fundin' wars 'cause I spent a mill'

[Verse 2]
Five mill', ten mill', twenty mill', that ain't shit
We can make that annually, stand next to me and let's get rich
With my niggas off the rip
Hustle quick, we used to risk
You can see who cool me with me, he used to be, that boy a bitch
I'm with killers usually, we low-key, but they move with me
Like two-three went to school with me, I dropped out early through the beef
I don't wanna hear what you gon' do to me
Let's go, when you see me, keep it brief
Lot of shots get let out all these G locks, everybody 'round me keep it G
And I keep G's, whole lotta G's
Make a lotta cheese, whole lotta cheese
Christian cap on my body, whole lotta C's
Used to be catching bodies whole lotta B's
Used to be looking for me, come to the block and see
You think this shit sweet, just diss Rak and see
Lot of nights I couldn't sleep, codeine and roxy in me
Tryna overcome my trauma, harder than hittin' the lottery (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Left lane in that foreign, then I park right
Hit the 'Raq, I'm in the black, feelin' like the Dark Knight
After hard days, stood on that block all night
The thrill of letting that 40 spark, it got my dog life
I'm thuggin' though, you know me
Still got it on me
Spent a sack to put on Max, I'm still riding four deep
Yeah, this shit for real, we play the field, I'm quick to kill
Police think I'm fundin' wars 'cause I spent a mill'


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