Mar$hall $hepard - Matte Black (feat. Malcolm $) Lyrics

I'm tired of all of the cap man
Niggas swear they do this, niggas swear they do that
It's Malcolm
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Matte black iPhone 7
Matte black Smith and Wesson
Matte black like my heart
And my hearts my complexion
No love no affection (None)
More money more acceptance
If I humble down it's a let up
Bring back the waves and then shred em

Get on the road and do the dash
Bobby Boucher with the splash (okay)
They want the fortune won't work for it
It don't add up there's no math
You don't add up so that's that (You don't)
Watch how they move when they can't
You don't add up so that's that
Watch how they move

They tried to hit a lick
I jumped out the whip
He got out the whip
Then he dropped the clip
Shoulda chopped him
Thought my daddy would
Then dude upped it
Looked confused like he never used it
I didn't give it
Can't let that happen
I won't brag
I know I rap, Im not tryna chance it
Damn, I guess I just chanced it
Damn, she look like a dancer
Acrobat, flip the script like she actin'
She back again, I can tell that she practice
On the red carpet, I'm fly that's Aladin
Gut of the map, we come from Nebraska
Louis box filled up with ashes
Money casted a shadow for all my romances
Like trees, I just roll it and pass it
They put both hands out
They still cannot handle
They don't understand it
They makin' up plays but like eggs they just scramble
They all act the same
She give me top toupee
And she look just like sharpe
I think her singing's okay
Gucci the pattern surrounding my waist
No she give me top like apostrophe
That's what she do when she bother me
Not at the bottom, I'm made with commas
They plottin', they act like they rock with me
She say she love me
I tell her do it withcha body please
Why did I say that
Things that I say that I wish I could take back
Things that they say that just make me so mad
So thats why I say get outa my face

Matte black iPhone 7
Matte black Smith and Wesson
Matte black like my heart
And my hearts my complexion
No love no affection (None)
More money more acceptance
If I humble down it's a let up
Bring back the waves and then shred 'em

Get on the road and do the dash
Bobby Boucher with the splash (Okay)
They want the fortune won't work for it
It don't add up there's no math
You don't add up so that's that (you don't)
Watch how they move when they can't
You don't add up so that's that
Watch how they move

Jet black iPhone 7
Jet black, no jet laggin'
I pull up things and I'm havin'
You say you be havin' you cappin'
Plug on my line I don't answer
You say you the plug you be actin'
10k for a vaca
Yeah we hit LA
Ferrari 458
Niggas was all in my face
Bape'd down with some Robbin's
Buscemi with locks and I copped 'em
Yeah the fam went shoppin'
Back to the North and we're on
Niggas was all in my phone
Askin' for fronts I'm like, "No"
I got them things you need 'em?
I need twenty-three
Paid in full, everybody eats
So please don't try to try me
I know you don't wanna fight me
You'll take off running, lightning
And I am the king of my streets
Try to play we gon' see
Catch me in North Lincoln
You niggas is pussy you stinkin'
If I see you niggas at home
I'm runnin' up on you with chrome
I need everything that you own
So please do not call me your bro
A no I'm not sellin' no zones
So get the f*ck off of my phone

Matte black iPhone 7
Matte black Smith and Wesson
Matte black like my heart
And my hearts my complexion
No love no affection (None)
More money more acceptance
If I humble down it's a let up
Bring back the waves and then shred 'em

Get on the road and do the dash
Bobby Boucher with the splash (Okay)
They want the fortune won't work for it
It don't add up there's no math
You don't add up so that's that (You don't)
Watch how they move when they can't
You don't add up so that's that
Watch how they move