Black Truck

14, send me up, son (14 up)

Still jumping out in black tees
What the fuck these niggas on?
I just swiped a hoe she Blackanese
Keep blowing down my phone

Man, these niggas keep talking about casualties
Ain't never got shit gone
Black guns, with grease up on it
Concrete, leave 'em bleeding on it

Tatted all the G's on me
Goop, buy a pink pony
Skateboard swag my shoes Saucony
Sleep with bullets, I'm never lonely

Took a nap with ammunition
Lil' bro shoot with ambition
I done fucked some A-Listers
Never telling they business

Who they think they dealing with?
Never hung with no snitches
Send a bitch go Gold digging
Icy water look like Goldfish

I got Goop on
I got bitches in here look like Group Homes
Man I'm tripping having one phone
Better off with three or two of 'em'
(Yeah)

I done fucked a duo
Pull up old-school do-over
I play bitches like Sudoku
I'm so playa, I just move on

She so rich, I work my move on her
In this bitch, I got my tool on me
She see a line, she wanna do one
Niggas notice I'm the real one
One of the realest ones

Probably do got black lungs
Niggas trying to hate the Don
Don't know the power of the tongue
Don't know the power of these bombs

I'm like Matt smoking sour every hour
Niggas know what's up
Pull up, the biggest Black Truck
Bad bitches attacking us
Model bitches, I'm tallied up
Look at these niggas they tryna add me up
When they see me in person they backing up like what the fuck?

Scared to show love?
Must be scared of all these guns
Know we'll take your lunch nigga
Turn you to Doe John



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Writer(s): Aaron Harbor
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