Lyrics
Black punk
Black punk
Black punk
Black lipstick all over my fat blunt
Beat her face red, I ain't talking 'bout blush
No exorcism, choppin', get your head spun
Black punk
Black punk
Black punk
Black punk
Look at the diamonds, they glisten and glisten
I can't tell the time 'cause my watch never tickin'
I be with my day ones, 'cause I don't fake kickin'
My hands always sweaty, my palms always itchin'
Steady complainin', man, stop with the bitchin'
Double C on my frames, I guess I got the vision
Just made a couple hundred thousand, what a feelin'
My hitters, they bangin', they'll blow any minute
Walk through the front, but I still get the bag
Nigga act stupid, I might have to smack
Life is a movie but I never act
Told her to pull up, I sent her the addy
Rocking the latest, your bitch love my fashion
Credit card limitless, bitch, ain't no mess
Smoke out the pound, if you shoppin', I'm taxin'
None these bitches in my bracket
Black punk
Black lipstick all over my fat blunt
Beat her face red, I ain't talking 'bout blush
No exorcism, choppin', get your head spun
Black punk
Black punk
Black punk
Black punk
Black punk
Black lipstick all over my fat blunt
Black punk
Beat her face red, I ain't talking 'bout blush
Black punk
Black lipstick all over my fat blunt
Black punk
Beat her face red, I ain't talking 'bout blush
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