This is a song about "Black and silver"

And that yous a black belt in karate

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Black and white sitting on a train

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Got two black eyes and a broken jaw

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

You can see with your fans

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

Black ass nigga my shit and stool

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Don’t you be holding back

And i thought i was black