Black Mask (feat. Javelli)

Gotta leave the crib with a black mask
Fuck a vest! We be giving out head taps yeah
In the party with a Shawty with the best ass yeah
Said she want me but she didn't want a nigga last year
Gotta leave the crib with a black mask
Fuck a vest! We be giving out head taps yeah
In the party with a Shawty with the best ass yeah
Said she want me but she didn't want a nigga last year

Black mask on me, I know I have my reasons
She said 6ari just chill, you always beasting
I said, I know I'm blessed to be still breathing
And I'm still beasting (And I'm still beasting)
I don't wanna know the reason
Imma hit it till my times up, buzzer beating
Bust the chain down, now my fucking neck is freezing
Said she want a demon
She don't know the meaning
She don't know the meaning
Linking up with Brisky, man its been a minute
CK aint a DJ but he still remixing
Talk down on the guys then I gotta pitch em'
Gotta leave the crib with a black mask
Fuck her so good, Shawty having flashbacks, aye
Pulling on my fucking zipper like a backpack, aye
Throw a loonie off the booty if the ass fat, aye
Damn yo ass is fat
All my niggas geekin'
Gold in my mouth, why I'm always cheesin'
He was acting tough, how come I don't ever see him
His whole team full of losers, wouldn't wanna be him
Wouldn't wanna be him
Got your main bitch tryna slide up in my DM
Body, ody, ody, ody
Shawty always freaking
Backshots from the AM to the PM

Gotta leave the crib with a black mask
Fuck a vest! We be giving out head taps yeah
In the party with a Shawty with the best ass yeah
Said she want me but she didn't want a nigga last year
Gotta leave the crib with a black mask
Fuck a vest! We be giving out head taps yeah
In the party with a Shawty with the best ass yeah
Said she want me but she didn't want a nigga last year

I gotta black mask on
Henny in the backseat
Running through the track
Life as an athlete
Got that kinda bounce, got that bounce like a trapeze
Money in the pockets same colour as the khakis
Gotta leave the crib with a black mask
Yeah I know I'm off the chain but you can't hang
Aiming shots at your feet do the Can-Can
You ain't really with the shits, you ain't gang gang, aye
Gotta leave the crib with a black mask

If you want a feature then I gotta tax
Imma take the Gucci and the Louis bag
Shawty give me brain then I gotta blast
Ain't no calling up, asking where you at
Wrapping up the hundreds in a rubber-band
I was running through the 6ix like the running man
Bitch you ain't never seen no hundred bands
I just hit your bitch and hit my money dance

Gotta leave the crib with a black mask
Fuck a vest! We be giving out head taps yeah
In the party with a Shawty with the best ass yeah
Said she want me but she didn't want a nigga last year
Gotta leave the crib with a black mask
Fuck a vest! We be giving out head taps yeah
In the party with a Shawty with the best ass yeah
Said she want me but she didn't want a nigga last year



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Writer(s): Terrell Burke
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