Lyrics:
rosy man
Oh is that your chick
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your chick?
Why she all in his
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself (L's)
"Hello?"
"Man whatup bro what's good?"
"Chillin' chillin', man, motherfucker back down in these
a black belt, had a kitten, loved your mom
Lookin' for the right girl to travel the world
With lips like yours you could talk me into anything
And with
and smile out loud
They don't have to be proud
Drawn by tyche's spell
Dancing round of some black leather belt
Stealing time from your lips
Don't chose life
and black coffee
Long as I got lungs and a knot you can't stop me
It's till infinity
CoFlow shit
KnowhatI'msayin, check it out, check it out
MC's
I'ma know how to handle
Black and white diamonds it look like a panda
All these missed calls
Got her pissed off
My neck she left lip gloss
Damn I guess
Unsaved number
Satisfy my hunger
Your jet black lover
Jet black lover
Bitter cigarettes on your lips
Don't care, we been feening for this
Of the poisons,
I’m in beast mode
(Know who I am) Beast mode
Yeah, yeah, fuck a black, brown
Yellow or white it’s about unity
While the media tryna twist my words
For
water for you'
That's a fair bribe
Can't complain right?
Collateral more damaging than two wives
Mailing black letters every fortnight
Char din ki
to kill ya, when ya on top they tryin to still ya
Surrounded by playa haters, how you gonna make a million?
Own boys be tryin' to take ya spot, you think
I guess it’s called a hoax when people dying by the second
Before my throat start itching allow me to count my blessings
I’m a chemist I’m familiar
horrendously horny
What would really get me off is adventures with Rick and Morty!
(Get schwifty) I'm just a juvenile being jazzy
This the type of track that I
you
And if I never really knew you
Then you made me a liar
In that juvenile poem
I wrote you
Years ago
Do you need a reminder?
Cause I need to let go
masters
400 years ago, every black man had one
400 degrees ago, the audience Nolia clapped
Applause, given to juvenile that gave last laughter
And that
and rave
I'm raw plus I got more plants to blaze
Fiends came back with thieves
With files Long as Stant isle
And back to Queens
We strap black Mac's with
Ooh wee
Take a sip with me
Faded
Take a sip with me, faded
Take a sip with me, faded
Your lips on me now
I can see you now with your hands on me
clutching their chests like asthmatics
For mathematics, a natural dash of black magic
Salute to new voices flexing power advancing
The ballot's a modern
clear out
Light switch duppy bat ah flick
Nuh do di bagga lip, nuh chattin'
Nuh argue put shot inna dome
Money nuffa dan bad nuh bitch
And me know
we're doing it, wow
Skepta, you look like you’ve got AIDS
You look like you’ve got HIV
You look like you’ve got Gonorrhea
All around your lips
'Cos you
shawty by my side an she super fine
Oh shit now you got me singing oh my god
Love the way yo lips taste baby lollipop
Triple black 95s baby just because
more as the earth spins around
*Marz*
i get visions and flashbacks of me on horseback
dressed in black, a severed head on my lap
lips and assholes
as Fashion
By the way my name Attack, first name Black
And Problemz
Put it all together and y'all still couldn't solve 'em
M-I-double S-I-N Linx, missin'
and Ganksta NIP
Gave me the tip on the niggas yappin' lip
Too Black hooked me, Lil' Jay booked me
Shakin 'em, breakin 'em, makin and takin 'em fakin' fuckin'
to kill ya, when ya on top they tryin to still ya
Surrounded by playa haters, how you gonna make a million?
Own boys be tryin' to take ya spot, you think
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