VoidChrxme All black $$ ft. wonder lyrics
All black $$ ft. wonder
VoidChrxme
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Bitch I pull up rockin' all black, motherfucker that’s me
He must be stupid, think he a certified G
And I'm off that, why they all on my D?
Ain't got no drip, but he want to talk about steez
Rockin’ all black, motherfucker that's me
He must be stupid, think he a certified G
And I'm off that, why they all on my D?
They got no drip, but he want to talk about steez (ay)
[Verse 1]
I hit her up, ain't no 2Pac but I'm hittin' the phone
These bitches buck, find it funny they all think that they grown
My homies up, and everything we do, just lettin' 'em know
It ain’t enough, ain’t go stop until I'm stackin’ the dough
Hop in that mother fucker, ain't nothin' undercover
And she gon' pass mе the pussy, shit taste like Nuttеr Butters
And you ain’t my fuckin' brother, I rarely fuck with others
Cause you gon' see me in black until I am six feet under, bitch
[Verse 2]
I'm a mad man, you can barely count my bands
You a track fan, how you watch me run shit, damn
Need a lap dance, and she do it wit' no hands
Where the stacks man, ain't none on you or your mans
Holy shit, keep on talkin' bitch it's makin' me limp
He keep on rappin' in my face, somebody pass 'em a mint
These bitches cappin', say they ain't hit him up in a min
I'm wearin' black, and you can't see me cuz' my windows is tint
[Chorus]
Then I pull up rockin' all black, motherfucker that's me
He must be stupid, think he a certified G
And I'm off that, why they all on my D?
Ain't got no drip, but he want to talk about steez
Rockin' all black, motherfucker that's me
He must be stupid, think he a certified G
And I'm off that, why they all on my D?
They got no drip, but he want to talk about steez (ay!)
He must be stupid, think he a certified G
And I'm off that, why they all on my D?
Ain't got no drip, but he want to talk about steez
Rockin’ all black, motherfucker that's me
He must be stupid, think he a certified G
And I'm off that, why they all on my D?
They got no drip, but he want to talk about steez (ay)
[Verse 1]
I hit her up, ain't no 2Pac but I'm hittin' the phone
These bitches buck, find it funny they all think that they grown
My homies up, and everything we do, just lettin' 'em know
It ain’t enough, ain’t go stop until I'm stackin’ the dough
Hop in that mother fucker, ain't nothin' undercover
And she gon' pass mе the pussy, shit taste like Nuttеr Butters
And you ain’t my fuckin' brother, I rarely fuck with others
Cause you gon' see me in black until I am six feet under, bitch
[Verse 2]
I'm a mad man, you can barely count my bands
You a track fan, how you watch me run shit, damn
Need a lap dance, and she do it wit' no hands
Where the stacks man, ain't none on you or your mans
Holy shit, keep on talkin' bitch it's makin' me limp
He keep on rappin' in my face, somebody pass 'em a mint
These bitches cappin', say they ain't hit him up in a min
I'm wearin' black, and you can't see me cuz' my windows is tint
[Chorus]
Then I pull up rockin' all black, motherfucker that's me
He must be stupid, think he a certified G
And I'm off that, why they all on my D?
Ain't got no drip, but he want to talk about steez
Rockin' all black, motherfucker that's me
He must be stupid, think he a certified G
And I'm off that, why they all on my D?
They got no drip, but he want to talk about steez (ay!)
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