Blackjack
Quice will be great and you know it
Get em, get em
Two Rollie's on your wrist will make you tik tok
Niggas shook and out of shape while I'm in tip top
All this water on the kid will make you drop drop
Twelve looking for a chance to make the wrist lock
Seen them plotting so I turned them to Bin Laden
Gave you blood, gave you war, what you wanted
If you're betting on me put it all in
If you're betting on me put it all in
Put it all on me
I can give you everything you want and need
GOD called on me
That's why I let all his blessings fall on me
Knew there was no loving from the get go
I will not hesitate to let go
Tailor made, had to learn to make it fit though
I was shining I made shit look like a disco
Shining, you know I was shining
I was shining, way before the diamonds
I was getting money, I was stacking to the ceiling
Trying to hit a million
Changing so many colors look like a chameleon
Said she wanna feel a nigga so I let her feel it
Gave her what she want and now she all up on her feelings
I ain't going back, ain't trying to put her on the map
I got to leave her where she's at
Two Rollie's on your wrist will make you tik tok
Niggas shaking and out of shape while I'm in tip top
All this water on the kid will make you drop drop
Twelve looking for a chance to make the wrist lock
Seen them plotting so I turned them to Bin Laden
Gave you blood, gave you war, what you wanted
If you're betting on me put it all in
If you're betting on me put it all in
If you're betting on me baby let me know
Before I make it go
I came from the bottom yeah I came from down below
Straight out of the matrix yeah I'm finessing the code
Kill or be killed, that's the only motto I know
And you know it followed me, I will make her follow me
If we talking top picks then you know I hit the lottery
Not to switch the topic but these haters never bother me
I kill em all, kill em all, like I'm
Rambo got a lot of ammo if you
Want smoke I can give you want you want not a
Thing to me cause' I do this on the daily
These days I won't ever let them faze me
Not plan A it's time for plan B
Make room, parachute because I'm landing
Know some friends who ain't blood but they're family
GOD is good, look at like and this can't be
Blackjack
Put it on the map
All facts
No cap
Get em, get em
Two Rollie's on your wrist will make you tik tok
Niggas shook and out of shape while I'm in tip top
All this water on the kid will make you drop drop
Twelve looking for a chance to make the wrist lock
Seen them plotting so I turned them to Bin Laden
Gave you blood, gave you war, what you wanted
If you're betting on me put it all in
If you're betting on me put it all in
Put it all on me
I can give you everything you want and need
GOD called on me
That's why I let all his blessings fall on me
Knew there was no loving from the get go
I will not hesitate to let go
Tailor made, had to learn to make it fit though
I was shining I made shit look like a disco
Shining, you know I was shining
I was shining, way before the diamonds
I was getting money, I was stacking to the ceiling
Trying to hit a million
Changing so many colors look like a chameleon
Said she wanna feel a nigga so I let her feel it
Gave her what she want and now she all up on her feelings
I ain't going back, ain't trying to put her on the map
I got to leave her where she's at
Two Rollie's on your wrist will make you tik tok
Niggas shaking and out of shape while I'm in tip top
All this water on the kid will make you drop drop
Twelve looking for a chance to make the wrist lock
Seen them plotting so I turned them to Bin Laden
Gave you blood, gave you war, what you wanted
If you're betting on me put it all in
If you're betting on me put it all in
If you're betting on me baby let me know
Before I make it go
I came from the bottom yeah I came from down below
Straight out of the matrix yeah I'm finessing the code
Kill or be killed, that's the only motto I know
And you know it followed me, I will make her follow me
If we talking top picks then you know I hit the lottery
Not to switch the topic but these haters never bother me
I kill em all, kill em all, like I'm
Rambo got a lot of ammo if you
Want smoke I can give you want you want not a
Thing to me cause' I do this on the daily
These days I won't ever let them faze me
Not plan A it's time for plan B
Make room, parachute because I'm landing
Know some friends who ain't blood but they're family
GOD is good, look at like and this can't be
Blackjack
Put it on the map
All facts
No cap
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Writer(s): Marquice Wiliams
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