Black lyrics

by

Waka Flocka Flame


[Intro: French Montana & DJ]
Flocka
Montana
Aww, uhuh

[Chorus: French Montana]
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

[Verse 1: French Montana]
This young n*gga 14 tried to move them out
Drinking on that codeine, 10 toes on the floor
Hear that phone rang, ringing at that door thang
f*ck all that rap sh*t, n*gga 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 f*ck 'em all (all)
f*ck 'em all
On that ground fe' that money
n*gga, let it ball (ball)
[Chorus: French Montana]
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

[Verse 2: Slim Dunkin]
f*ck 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 n*gga 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 sh*t, mob on the same sh*t (what's up?)
I f*ck your sister and the b*tch that she came with (haha)
It's Slim Dunk, that boy stack numbers (chyyeee)
Chop the fork raw, R.I.P. Stack Bundles (oohhhrooo)

[Chorus: French Montana]
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
[Verse 3: Chinx]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
It's Chinx Drugz
'nough shooters choppers on your b*tch ass
Might be a drive-by when I whip back
Click clack, get back, think fast
Full your f*cking brains in, dont what you wear
Bad b*tches staring
We them n*ggas in that all black, fall back
DA and the judge get the ballsack
n*gga this that Coke Boy, Brick Squad, whip it 'til it get hard
Styling on these n*ggas like I want them
Ya, everything moves for the Chinx, get your racks
Them b*tch n*ggas 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?

[Chorus: French Montana]
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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