Leigh Paris - #BLACK !¡ Lyrics

Boy I got my bag up, I went black truck
I went black rick, how you think I tote that black gun
I went oversized jacket, yeah that black one
I want all type of fabrics, yeah that black one (I want all types of patches) Yeah that black one
I like all types of hoes, but I think I love my black one
I got a brown M18, I need a black one I'm on they block smoking weed, I'm on the back one
Grabba, been three years since I smoked on a backwood
My bitch like New New, she suburban but she act hood
Just got a call in from my dawg, call in from my dawg' Call in from my dawg, he said the trap good
Just got a call in from my dawg, call in from my dawg' Call in from my dawg, he said the trap good
Just got a call in from my dawg, call in from my dawg' Call in from my dawg, he said the trap good
Holdin' shit down, I appreciate it
What the f*ck's a hundred thou, I need some real paper
Hass was knocked off by that lean, I ain't even wake em
Started feelin' like a fiend, I ain't even take it
Woke up and popped a bean, I ain't even ate yet
Rockstar jeans, and some bathing apes
My bro just made the league he from section eight, My other man just went on trial, they might give him eight
No you ain't seen what I seen, so you can't relate
You ain't put on for your team, so you can't relate
You ain't never served a fein, boy, you can't relate
I know you played it safe, boy, I can't relate, can't relate
Boy I got my bag up, I went black truck
I went black rick, how you think I tote that black gun
I went oversized jacket, yeah that black one
I want all type of fabrics, yeah that black one (I want all types of patches) Yeah that black one
I like all types of hoes, but I think I love my black one
I got a brown M18, I need a black one I'm on they block smoking weed, I'm on the back one
Grabba, been three years since I smoked on a backwood
My bitch like New New, she suburban but she act hood
Just got a call in from my dawg, call in from my dawg' Call in from my dawg, he said the trap good