Azealia Banks - Black Madonna lyrics

'Bout to get a bag
Show some ass, he spending this cash
Rich and bad
These bitches mad I got the gift of gab
Niggas ass, 40 mag in my Birkin bag
Click and blast, take out the trash
Dumping 'em got to get a bag
Show some ass, he spending this cash
Rich and bad
These bitches mad I got the gift of gab
Ugh - 40 mag, I'm working 'em bad, ay, uh

Black diamonds
Blue dollars and purple clouds
For Black Madonna
That calico shred ya fitted
I got it if you want it
Guess I’m poppin ya topper like Jiffy Pop
Jelly ya donut lil’ mama's a rider
She get them dollars and get going
Put li'l mama in Prada
Lacy Provocateur, he zonin'
I'm choppin' that powder, that Oochie Wally
Get him open he slurpin' punana
I point the silencer then smoke him
Robbed him out his Gabbana and hit
The highway hit the oh

Got to split this cash with some
Bad bitches in the Jag
Digi dash, duffle the stash
Then pump on the gas it's a wrap, yes
It's a wrap if these bitches rats
Ugh - cheese in they crack
'cause bitches is rats
Got to get a bag, show some ass
These bitches is mad
40 mag in my Birkin bag, yeah
These niggas ass, I'm workin' em
Bad, ay, uh, uh, ugh

Fuck what you heard about me cold killer
Hillary Rodham with the murder count
She ain't no BM
No nigga bottom bitch workin'
A route for cheese
I'll catch ya, cook ya, then murk ya
Cold pistol, wop ya then dirt ya
Clean you safe like detergent
They lurkin', I put that work in
Cook it up then I serve 'em
Then shake the spot like I'm twerkin'
Rider provider, hot box the chopper
Jealous niggas keep talking my stock up
Just send a drop
Big big bazookas be scorching your block up
I make it hot up in this bitch
You want hell you can find it
Big Black Madonna pack the clips with
The hollow tips and unload
Time to collect your soul
Tip toe in the door