Black On Black

Yeah, speeding on the highway, Trackhawk fast
Cop behind me, won't get catch
Shawty in the front, telling me to slow down

But I tell her, relax, not to be mad
What about do is gon' be bad
You ain't never gonna see me when I pull up to the scene
Ina black on black, black on black

Pulling up on you in a black on black
Black on black, black on black
Shooters run up on you wearing black on black
Nigga black on black, black on black

All my niggas rich, you don't know about that
Cash steady coming, you don't know about that
I've been counting my racks, you know that's a fact

Come up on a bag and you know I flip it
Walking out the Louis store on my drip shit
Momma always told me I was gifted
But I didn't believe it, ain't listen
500,000 on a watch, 100,000 on a Rover

Shawty said her ex be ballin, I wonder what he told her
Okay, okay, okay, I've be out counting my racks all day
And I don't sleep till I get paid
Got a strap for anyone in my way

Got a Brinks truck outside in my driveway
I'm rolling up loud and I smoke to the face
All of my diamonds be shining, but baby
Without you my life isn't sunny to me

We can go back to the way that it was
The way that it used to be
But I'm grinding, I'm hustling, do it for fun
Bought me new Patek that shit weigh a ton

Louis bags in his passenger
We gon have to go and crash out
Watch boy, we gon lash out
Get a couple grand and we gon' cash out

Yeah, speeding on the highway, Trackhawk fast
Cop behind me, won't get catch
Shawty in the front, telling me to slow down

But I tell her, relax, not to be mad
What about do is gon' be bad
You ain't never gonna see me when I pull up to the scene
Ina black on black, black on black

Pulling up on you in a black on black
Black on black, black on black
Shooters run up on you wearing black on black
Nigga black on black, black on black

All my niggas rich, you don't know about that
Cash steady coming, you don't know about that
I've been counting my racks, you know that's a fact