put it all on black Songtext
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put it all on black Songtext
Yeah, huh
Throwin′ bands on that bitch
Throwin' bands on that bitch
Yeah
Got a problem with me, pull up to my fuckin′ block
Bitch, you know that we ain't lackin', pull up with a glock
If you talking down, you gon′ get slapped like Chris Rock
Shawty on my dick, now she wanna give me slop
Me and gang, we be posted in the fucking back
Nigga put on 10G′s, so I put on black
Tryna fuck with me, you gon' get put on a pack
Ten bands in the crib, I′ma fuckin' stack
Bitch, you know that I be counting all my fuckin′ racks
Shawty wanna fuck, so I send her to the fuckin' back
Yeah, bitch, you know I got my Louis bag Walk up in your street, bitch, you know that I don′t fuckin' lack
Bitch, I'm throwin′ bands at her butt
See me at your block with my crew, better not run
At my crib, stackin′ chips, yeah, I'm rollin′ hella blunts
Pull up with my cousin in the Benz to the fuckin' club
You a bitch, I don′t wanna fuck
I got hella options, yeah, you know you not only one
Sparkin' up in a Walmart
When I′m at a function
I'll be rippin' all these fuckin′ carts
Talkin′ down on me, all you haters dumb as hell
Walkin' down the street, bitch, you know I′m fly as hell
This ain't no cartier, bitch this YSL
Talkin′ down through that screen, nigga, you can't even spell
Throwin′ bands on that bitch
Throwin' bands on that bitch
Yeah
Got a problem with me, pull up to my fuckin′ block
Bitch, you know that we ain't lackin', pull up with a glock
If you talking down, you gon′ get slapped like Chris Rock
Shawty on my dick, now she wanna give me slop
Me and gang, we be posted in the fucking back
Nigga put on 10G′s, so I put on black
Tryna fuck with me, you gon' get put on a pack
Ten bands in the crib, I′ma fuckin' stack
Bitch, you know that I be counting all my fuckin′ racks
Shawty wanna fuck, so I send her to the fuckin' back
Yeah, bitch, you know I got my Louis bag Walk up in your street, bitch, you know that I don′t fuckin' lack
Bitch, I'm throwin′ bands at her butt
See me at your block with my crew, better not run
At my crib, stackin′ chips, yeah, I'm rollin′ hella blunts
Pull up with my cousin in the Benz to the fuckin' club
You a bitch, I don′t wanna fuck
I got hella options, yeah, you know you not only one
Sparkin' up in a Walmart
When I′m at a function
I'll be rippin' all these fuckin′ carts
Talkin′ down on me, all you haters dumb as hell
Walkin' down the street, bitch, you know I′m fly as hell
This ain't no cartier, bitch this YSL
Talkin′ down through that screen, nigga, you can't even spell
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