French Montana, Chinx, Slim Dunkin - Black lyrics

[French Montana, Chinx, Slim Dunkin - Black lyrics]

Flocka montana
Aww, uhuh

Black tee, black sneakers, black fitted cap
(fitted cap)
Black guns, black V's top spinnin' back
(spinnin' back) when we ride on our enemies
Smoking pot, drinking Hennessy


This young nigga 14 tried to move them out
Drinking on that codeine
10 toes on the floor hear that phone rang
Ringing at that door thang
Fuck all that rap shit
Nigga dis that sho thang
10 phones on me, 10 hoes on me
Cops on patrol, fed that load on me (woooh)
Let the haters watch, on that Lenox drop
Spent your whole advance on a Baylor watch
Got my pack a for my mile waster
Did a show on a island, thats a gran cancion
We yell fuck 'em all (all) fuck 'em all
On that ground fe' that money
Nigga, let it ball (ball)

Black tee, black sneakers, black fitted cap
(fitted cap)
Black guns, black V's top spinnin' back
(spinnin' back) when we ride on our enemies
Smoking pot, drinking Hennessy

Fuck with the pimp (haha)
I'm Big Ben black (black) big black scat
Black snapback (squad)
Ice cream on it, you be
On the block servin' corners, like a arcade
(haha)
Know this nigga been afraid, savarge in a
(allo)
Squeeze the juice outa pistol meenemay
(braaat) you know my flag all red like santa
It paid your bandana and Frenchie Montana
(braaat) try'na rob on the same shit
Mob on the same shit (what's up?)
I fuck your sister and the
Bitch that she came with (haha)
It's Slim Dunk, that boy stack numbers
(chyyeee)
Chop the fork raw, RIP stack Bundles
(oohhhrooo)

Black tee, black sneakers, black fitted cap
(fitted cap)
Black guns, black V's top spinnin' back
(spinnin' back) when we ride on our enemies
Smoking pot, drinking Hennessy

Yeah yeah yeah yeah it's Chinx Drugz
'nough shooters choppers on your bitch ass
Might be a drive-by when I whip back
Click clack, get back, think fast
Full your fucking brains in
Don't what you wear bad bitches staring
We them niggas in that all black, fall back
DA and the judge get the ballsack
Nigga this that Coke Boy, Brick Squad
Whip it 'til it get hard
Styling on these niggas like I want them
Ya, everything moves for the Chinx
Get your racks
Them bitch niggas flamed on your homie
Get your strap and bring it on (bring it on)
All black Koops, SEALS navy blue
Point blank range is a shame
How that 80 doing?

Black tee, black sneakers, black fitted cap
(fitted cap)
Black guns, black V's top spinnin' back
(spinnin' back) when we ride on our enemies
Smoking pot, drinking Hennessy

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