Audio Push - Black Tint lyrics
[Audio Push - Black Tint lyrics]
Yeah she ain't even feelin' to play no
Games this shit look here, this that
South Side, huh
You can catch me ridin' 'round the
Ridin' 'round the city smokin' marijuana
Passengers smokin' with me with a big behind
Them titties, took my time
Had to get it, now the city rockin' with us
Ask me how it feel, it feel good to be back
Never left, oh, I had to get it stack, stack
Never stressed, oh
My dreads braided to the back
Fuck your dress code
Show up to your party all black
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade
A mirage, if your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so
You cannot see inside
All rise, I'ma be a West nigga till I die
This that bop, that, that bop, yeah that
They can't stop us
I'm hot from my dress to my socks
IE that's my city but I rap though
So get right, or you feel me get left, get
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade
A mirage, if your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so
You cannot see inside
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade
A mirage, if your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so
You cannot see inside (All rise)
Kickin' down the front door
Real soldiers don't sneak through
You got motives, my nigga, already peeped you
Cook the beat up
Now I'm kicking flavor like Sheek Louch
Cop some Vans from the mail
I might hit the sheets too
Another day of a king lost in IE
Still accepting cards from my
Lil brodie Big P
Rappers come to Cali claiming games
This shit is lame
Niggas dotting on the pen trying to
Make it outta the game
We the last lights to shine on the darkness
I grew up heartless
Waking up, sore on the carpet
One room apartment you grew up with a yard
Playing Halo and laptopping
I grew up going hard, shooting
Dice, slap-boxing that Snoop
Daz and Pac shit i need to get paid like as
Soon as the cab stopping
Make a billion off rapping
Me dying's the last option
All about my math like I'm graph
Watchin' real boss put money
In my staff pockets multiple businesses I'm
Gotta hit Forbes side
A nigga blowed and still get more high
No new faces still with the core guys
Hit the pressure flip to the boardslide
For me, a new year's just more grind
For you, more excuses and more lies
Show you the way like a tour guide
But still your soul went astray, damn
I ain't going away, I'm growing away
Gotta watch how you move and
Watch what you say just keeping it G
You can't put your trust in one these days
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade a mirage
If your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so
You cannot see inside
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade a mirage
If your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so
You cannot see inside
(All rise, all rise, all rise)
Games this shit look here, this that
South Side, huh
You can catch me ridin' 'round the
Ridin' 'round the city smokin' marijuana
Passengers smokin' with me with a big behind
Them titties, took my time
Had to get it, now the city rockin' with us
Ask me how it feel, it feel good to be back
Never left, oh, I had to get it stack, stack
Never stressed, oh
My dreads braided to the back
Fuck your dress code
Show up to your party all black
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade
A mirage, if your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so
You cannot see inside
All rise, I'ma be a West nigga till I die
This that bop, that, that bop, yeah that
They can't stop us
I'm hot from my dress to my socks
IE that's my city but I rap though
So get right, or you feel me get left, get
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade
A mirage, if your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so
You cannot see inside
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade
A mirage, if your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so
You cannot see inside (All rise)
Kickin' down the front door
Real soldiers don't sneak through
You got motives, my nigga, already peeped you
Cook the beat up
Now I'm kicking flavor like Sheek Louch
Cop some Vans from the mail
I might hit the sheets too
Another day of a king lost in IE
Still accepting cards from my
Lil brodie Big P
Rappers come to Cali claiming games
This shit is lame
Niggas dotting on the pen trying to
Make it outta the game
We the last lights to shine on the darkness
I grew up heartless
Waking up, sore on the carpet
One room apartment you grew up with a yard
Playing Halo and laptopping
I grew up going hard, shooting
Dice, slap-boxing that Snoop
Daz and Pac shit i need to get paid like as
Soon as the cab stopping
Make a billion off rapping
Me dying's the last option
All about my math like I'm graph
Watchin' real boss put money
In my staff pockets multiple businesses I'm
Gotta hit Forbes side
A nigga blowed and still get more high
No new faces still with the core guys
Hit the pressure flip to the boardslide
For me, a new year's just more grind
For you, more excuses and more lies
Show you the way like a tour guide
But still your soul went astray, damn
I ain't going away, I'm growing away
Gotta watch how you move and
Watch what you say just keeping it G
You can't put your trust in one these days
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade a mirage
If your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so
You cannot see inside
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade a mirage
If your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so
You cannot see inside
(All rise, all rise, all rise)