Boşvermişim Dünyaya
Black
Black, black, black (Huh)
Black on black, black
Yeah, hey, okay
Black, black, black, black on black
Black, my thoughts so black
Black, black, I'm black
My skin is so black, I'm rockin' that black on black, it's black
Black rims on these black wheels, in this black whip
With this black bitch, I'm so black on black on black on black on
Black, black, black, black on black
Black, my thoughts so black
Black, black, I'm black
My skin is so black, I'm rockin' all black, everything is black
Black rims on these black wheels, in this black whip
With this black bitch, I'm so black on black on black on black on
Ayy (Ayy), black out the coupe
Hop out the roof when I run into you
Thoughts black as the dark side of the moon
Won't be no truce, won't be no truce
At your funeral in an all-black suit
Couple white girls rocking all-black too
Million Man March in the all-black boots
Call up the troops, call up the troops
Punch you in the mouth, they'll knock out your tooth
I can tell when they not tellin' the truth
Talkin' that shit, nigga, what you gon' do?
What you gon' do? What you gon' do?
Back and I'm black and I'm actin' brand new
Niggas in the back like, "Oh, word"
Diamonds all black like fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard, fuck what you heard
Black, black, black (Huh)
Black on black, black
Yeah, hey, okay
Black, black, black, black on black
Black, my thoughts so black
Black, black, I'm black
My skin is so black, I'm rockin' that black on black, it's black
Black rims on these black wheels, in this black whip
With this black bitch, I'm so black on black on black on black on
Black, black, black, black on black
Black, my thoughts so black
Black, black, I'm black
My skin is so black, I'm rockin' all black, everything is black
Black rims on these black wheels, in this black whip
With this black bitch, I'm so black on black on black on black on
Ayy (Ayy), black out the coupe
Hop out the roof when I run into you
Thoughts black as the dark side of the moon
Won't be no truce, won't be no truce
At your funeral in an all-black suit
Couple white girls rocking all-black too
Million Man March in the all-black boots
Call up the troops, call up the troops
Punch you in the mouth, they'll knock out your tooth
I can tell when they not tellin' the truth
Talkin' that shit, nigga, what you gon' do?
What you gon' do? What you gon' do?
Back and I'm black and I'm actin' brand new
Niggas in the back like, "Oh, word"
Diamonds all black like fuck what you heard
Fuck what you heard, fuck what you heard
Credits
Writer(s): Ali Bugra Ugur, Fecri Ebcioglu
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