Black Proud
DY Krazy
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh
Hold up, lemme roll up
Roll up, hold up, roll up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, lemme roll up, hold up, hold up
Lemme roll up, hold up, lemme roll up
Big ol' blower, ha, and your daughter, ayy
First, you go high, yeah, then she go lower, ayy
Should I go lower? Ayy
Can you go slower? Ayy
I'ma be sore, ayy, big enforce
Keep that score, yeah, leave when it late
Nigga get washed from the shore, yeah
Damn, I can't find the key to my car, yeah
She say I ignore her, ayy, in that order, yeah
But she still gon' let me get that spoiler, ayy
She gon' cross that border, ayy, with 10 Ps on her, ayy
I want that, boy, I taught that, boy, yeah
I want a Dej Loaf, I bought that, boy, yeah
Yeah it ain't cool to act like you 'bout that, boy, yeah
Killa with a throwaway, had to toss that, boy, yeah
I was born bad, boy, you broke, bad boy, yeah
Start letting off shots when I saw that boy, yeah
She was in my bathroom taking makeup off her face, yeah
Roll a big blunt of loud, how I start out the day, yeah
I was broke back then, now I'm ballin' today, yeah
I'ma get the cake and throw it all in they face, yeah
I love getting brain, but we call it the face, yeah
If you heard some hissing, would you call it a snake? Yeah
Niggas in they fake ways, be the talk of the day, yeah
I'm just coolin', lil' bitch, I'm off for the day, yeah
Court in the backyard, bought a Spalding today, yeah
Just picked up 100, did it all in a day, yeah
If I'm watching TV, don't be all in my way, ayy
Handed her some Listerine, bitch, you gon' gargle today, ayy
Pull up to the 'rari and sparkin' away, yeah
Made the scene very scary, press auto away, yeah
Nigga, Ion't fake pints, I throw the bottles away, yeah
Get my line today, told her to call me today, yeah
It was made today, for they happy today
For some fluke ass shit, cops grabbed me today, yeah
But I'm so fuckin' fly, I be flapping away, yeah
Got strength like hawk, might have to slap them away, yeah
One house in L.A, I can have five in the A, yeah
Do a drive-by, we driving away, yeah
Last night I had a dream that the sky went away, yeah
Create line on 'em then, they reliable today, yeah
Finna grab me some Trues and go grab me a bae, yeah
And you know it's B.K. cause I'm having my way, yeah
Bad bitch, B.K, and she got her ass done, yeah
And she keep her hair done, definition, flat iron, yeah
And her hair not damaged, she don't know about perms, uh
Keep her house real clean, she don't know about germs, ayy
And the shit wasn't handed, had to earn my turn
And I get my shirts clean, I don't iron what I earn, yeah
When niggas take shots it's like they aiming up
Baby know a gangsta need a hug, ayy, yeah
Walk up in the club and throw a dub, uh, yeah
Niggas went and bought ice and have it on tucked
Niggas get to pointing fingers, get in front of the judge, uh, yeah
The system assure a nigga no love, yeah
That's why I walk in court, all iced up
You got ice too, welcome to the ice club, ayy, ayy
Bullets get to flying like ice pucks, ayy
In 6th grade, I got hella write-ups
Keeping it real hefty
Would you tell me if you smell me?
I know I got a problem, can you help me?
Help me, ayy, can you tell me
If I had to go away, would you wait on me?
Do they hate on me? Yeah
Do I give a fuck? Not really
Seats raspberry
Ion't trust myself, I only trust my fucking family
And my casualty
Sitting at the spot, all this gelato, got a cavity
Got a celery salary
Finna bury my sins under the motherfuckin' apple tree
Ain't finna make something wrong with me
I ain't hitting the blunt that you motherfuckers pass to me
Fuck those who judge me off my skin
I'm young, rich, and black, and I'm motherfuckin' proud to be
Uh-huh, uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-uh, uh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh
Hold up, lemme roll up
Roll up, hold up, roll up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, lemme roll up, hold up, hold up
Lemme roll up, hold up, lemme roll up
Big ol' blower, ha, and your daughter, ayy
First, you go high, yeah, then she go lower, ayy
Should I go lower? Ayy
Can you go slower? Ayy
I'ma be sore, ayy, big enforce
Keep that score, yeah, leave when it late
Nigga get washed from the shore, yeah
Damn, I can't find the key to my car, yeah
She say I ignore her, ayy, in that order, yeah
But she still gon' let me get that spoiler, ayy
She gon' cross that border, ayy, with 10 Ps on her, ayy
I want that, boy, I taught that, boy, yeah
I want a Dej Loaf, I bought that, boy, yeah
Yeah it ain't cool to act like you 'bout that, boy, yeah
Killa with a throwaway, had to toss that, boy, yeah
I was born bad, boy, you broke, bad boy, yeah
Start letting off shots when I saw that boy, yeah
She was in my bathroom taking makeup off her face, yeah
Roll a big blunt of loud, how I start out the day, yeah
I was broke back then, now I'm ballin' today, yeah
I'ma get the cake and throw it all in they face, yeah
I love getting brain, but we call it the face, yeah
If you heard some hissing, would you call it a snake? Yeah
Niggas in they fake ways, be the talk of the day, yeah
I'm just coolin', lil' bitch, I'm off for the day, yeah
Court in the backyard, bought a Spalding today, yeah
Just picked up 100, did it all in a day, yeah
If I'm watching TV, don't be all in my way, ayy
Handed her some Listerine, bitch, you gon' gargle today, ayy
Pull up to the 'rari and sparkin' away, yeah
Made the scene very scary, press auto away, yeah
Nigga, Ion't fake pints, I throw the bottles away, yeah
Get my line today, told her to call me today, yeah
It was made today, for they happy today
For some fluke ass shit, cops grabbed me today, yeah
But I'm so fuckin' fly, I be flapping away, yeah
Got strength like hawk, might have to slap them away, yeah
One house in L.A, I can have five in the A, yeah
Do a drive-by, we driving away, yeah
Last night I had a dream that the sky went away, yeah
Create line on 'em then, they reliable today, yeah
Finna grab me some Trues and go grab me a bae, yeah
And you know it's B.K. cause I'm having my way, yeah
Bad bitch, B.K, and she got her ass done, yeah
And she keep her hair done, definition, flat iron, yeah
And her hair not damaged, she don't know about perms, uh
Keep her house real clean, she don't know about germs, ayy
And the shit wasn't handed, had to earn my turn
And I get my shirts clean, I don't iron what I earn, yeah
When niggas take shots it's like they aiming up
Baby know a gangsta need a hug, ayy, yeah
Walk up in the club and throw a dub, uh, yeah
Niggas went and bought ice and have it on tucked
Niggas get to pointing fingers, get in front of the judge, uh, yeah
The system assure a nigga no love, yeah
That's why I walk in court, all iced up
You got ice too, welcome to the ice club, ayy, ayy
Bullets get to flying like ice pucks, ayy
In 6th grade, I got hella write-ups
Keeping it real hefty
Would you tell me if you smell me?
I know I got a problem, can you help me?
Help me, ayy, can you tell me
If I had to go away, would you wait on me?
Do they hate on me? Yeah
Do I give a fuck? Not really
Seats raspberry
Ion't trust myself, I only trust my fucking family
And my casualty
Sitting at the spot, all this gelato, got a cavity
Got a celery salary
Finna bury my sins under the motherfuckin' apple tree
Ain't finna make something wrong with me
I ain't hitting the blunt that you motherfuckers pass to me
Fuck those who judge me off my skin
I'm young, rich, and black, and I'm motherfuckin' proud to be
Uh-huh, uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-uh, uh
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Cozart, Dwan Lecurtis Jaquan Avery
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