Vantablack
It's ya boy!
Chea, woo!
I'm Black, yo
Black tee, I'm runnin' the track meet
The back of my hand slap niggas harder than that beat, unh
He be wee, but me I'm mad steep
Defeat y'all sheep, son of a Shepard, i got beats
It's the hilarious Sagittarius
Breaking the barriers gatekeepers been carryin'
I'm nefarious in all of my intentions
Not to mention
You niggas been slackin' off like Rigby
I'm more Benson
You see the drip be drenchin'
The whole fit expensive
The whole clique got henchmen
But don't trip or tension is gon' swell up
I'm too sick; man I'm clammy, the boy shelled up
Champion sound, belt up
Can't see eye to eye with 3SIDE? well then get the hell up
Sewer rat rapping, I'm nasty now get ya smell up
Lyrical snap, massive reaction to strange fellas
Bouta go back in time, Baltimore hit The Bell up
They say a nigga smart, but the tongue stupid
Circle the circumference, clit call a nigga cupid
Baby I don't ask for much, so let me do this
You know I'm a dog
Ya boyfriend, he a Rufus
It's crazy
Aw man, aw shit, aw man
It's crazy
Yo, It's wild man I don't know whats going-
I don't know whats going on man
Lowkey I'm, high as fuck
Keep on scrollin' papers up
I don't got no hate, just love
Make you meet your maker, love
Lowkey I'm, high as fuck
Keep on scrollin' papers up
I don't got no hate, just love
Make you meet your maker, love
Chea, woo!
I'm Black, yo
Black tee, I'm runnin' the track meet
The back of my hand slap niggas harder than that beat, unh
He be wee, but me I'm mad steep
Defeat y'all sheep, son of a Shepard, i got beats
It's the hilarious Sagittarius
Breaking the barriers gatekeepers been carryin'
I'm nefarious in all of my intentions
Not to mention
You niggas been slackin' off like Rigby
I'm more Benson
You see the drip be drenchin'
The whole fit expensive
The whole clique got henchmen
But don't trip or tension is gon' swell up
I'm too sick; man I'm clammy, the boy shelled up
Champion sound, belt up
Can't see eye to eye with 3SIDE? well then get the hell up
Sewer rat rapping, I'm nasty now get ya smell up
Lyrical snap, massive reaction to strange fellas
Bouta go back in time, Baltimore hit The Bell up
They say a nigga smart, but the tongue stupid
Circle the circumference, clit call a nigga cupid
Baby I don't ask for much, so let me do this
You know I'm a dog
Ya boyfriend, he a Rufus
It's crazy
Aw man, aw shit, aw man
It's crazy
Yo, It's wild man I don't know whats going-
I don't know whats going on man
Lowkey I'm, high as fuck
Keep on scrollin' papers up
I don't got no hate, just love
Make you meet your maker, love
Lowkey I'm, high as fuck
Keep on scrollin' papers up
I don't got no hate, just love
Make you meet your maker, love
Credits
Writer(s): Miles Cowling
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