Blk & Wht

A nigga black, but he selling white A nigga black, but he selling white Mm mm mm, wanna gain it all, but you gon' lose your life A nigga black, but he selling white A nigga black, but he selling white Nigga crib so big it's a damn shame Nigga's selling white for a gold chain I've been trained to go since a young nigga stepped off the porch Catch me in the kitchen, kilo, hey bring the fork I've been trying to hold it down but these niggas living so foul Running out on niggas intent of knocking ya down Bang! Your window shattered like it never mattered You moving weight, your pockets getting fatter It's politics when it come to sticks Ski mask and glove, nigga want a brick My money funny, but you gotta love it High heel thugging in Magic City, these bitches fucking Your homie doing tax since they call it fraud I'm in and out of traffic, still moving hard A nigga black, but he selling white A nigga black, but he selling white 20 grand a night if you can get it right A nigga sitting in the Benz and it's white on white A nigga black, but he selling white A nigga black, but he selling white 20 grand a night if you can get it right A nigga sitting in the Benz and it's white on white Take a look at me, I'm trapping No excuses, I'm stacking, talking hundred on top of hundred Them 100 making the magic blow A hundred in a day, a hundred different ways Rich nigga, bitch, put a hundred in my grave Make my headstone read ''head of MMG'' That's another hundred mill, really, you can come and see Forbes dot com, I'm the Teflon Don Too close to a nigga as a motherfucking bomb Trayvon Martin, I'm never missing my target Bitch niggas hating, tell me it's what I'm parking Wingstop owner, lemon pepper aroma Young, black nigga, barely got a diploma A nigga black, but he selling white A nigga black, but he selling white 20 grand a night if you can get it right Sitting in the Phantom and it's white on white A nigga black, but he selling white A nigga black, but he selling white 20 grand a night if you can get it right A nigga sitting in the Benz and it's white on white Showing 'til the day I die, I'mma look up at the sky Young trap star, reap, the world is mine Proceeding with my grind like police is on my line Instagramming shit for all the teachers I despised Never saw my vision, you only saw me suspended Now my white bitches be fucking me 'til I'm winded Breathe, breathe, young nigga, breathe If your ass wasn't rapping, what would you be? Young nigga black, but he selling white Young nigga black, but he selling white Young nigga black, but he selling white 20 grand a night if you can get it right Young nigga black, but he selling white Young nigga black, but he selling white