Goddamn, the boy's back
Top dropped down, black on black
Y’all baptist cheats and catholic priests had to be raw,
Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada
If white was the new black
Naked woman rub my back
Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.
Mama made her pretty
I had on a black tee,
Priests might even glance for the sake of the church.
So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge
Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll
Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul
I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal
Like what priests speak under steeples preaching to the people
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