Matte Black
$uicideBoy$
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Bbm (You did good Slick)Ab (It's a Smash!)Bbm A Bbm AbBbm Wetto, Wetto, Wetto Wetto, Wetto, WettoAb Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wetFm I got the Glock in my yoga pants Fucking that bitch in a yoga stanceAb Swangin' that K' with an open stance Loaded from smoking that opiumBbm Stain a lil' boy in the clothes he's in All of my walls, they closing inAb 51/50, They tryna come get me Just minding my business and moseyingBbm Matte black, smokin' packs Panic attacks, back to backAb Xanax on my lap, debating, should I relapse?Bm But back to the hoe I was talkin' 'bout I just wanna put it up in her mouthAb Pimping up in my blood, what's up 'cause? Thuggin' that dirty SouthBbm Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey*59Ab Three fingers in the air, mainFm bitch by my sideBbm Slicky pull up in a quartеr mill' and slaughter up your daughterAb Yung Jesus with thеm Forgi wheels don't walk, he drive on waterBbm Anytime, any place, any hood, any stateAb Fm Good till it fuckin' ain't, woods to the fucking faceContinúa después del anuncioBbm Ridin' with my baby sage, lines on expensive platesF Fm Tears on my diamond chains, stoic, never looking phasedBbm Poet when I'm spitting game (Game) Show me how that pussy shaved (Shaved)Ab Dosage climbin' with my shame (Shame)Fm Mama crying for my pain (Pain)Bbm Will they ever understand? (No) Can I even help my dad? (No)Ab Money fuckin' up my fam', giving until there's nothing leftBbm Pulling up in that latest (Damn!) Choppa stay on me, don't need no handsAb Prefer to be lonely, don't need no friendsFm Hoe we just fucking, I don't date fansBbm I'm with my cousin and talkin' plans Went to my hood and I copped some landAb Blowing through my money like DemocratsF Two-step on the IRS, fuck a taxBbm Why the fuck you look to me for help? There ain't an ace in the cards IFm was dealt I'm 31, still don't know how to takeBbm care of myself Honestly, I'm scared that I might meltFm Leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white peltBbm Maybe in the next life I'll come back as a nice belt, Ion' knowAb F There's a fine line between me and youBbm The biggest difference is I'll snort that shit and probably pukeAb Dodge and juke all the bullshitF y'all try and pull me throughBbm But I'm still shining, baby girl wylin'Ab Catch me riding by with that lookFm in my eyesBbm Palms start to sweat, by the way I'm gripping my. 9Ab Yeah, I'm always on my toes, but I'm still the same heightBbm Standing tall over my grave Make sure it's filled with all theAb people we supposedly savedFm Make sure you throw the plaques inBbm and all the money we made I can't put them on my wall, thatAb shit just ain't my tasteAbm Fm It ain't my taste, it ain't my taste!Bbm Lil Shawty wanna marry me, I said: You're better off in debtAb If it didn't work out baby, I'llFm be real hard to forgetBbm German whips and private jets, private beaches to accessAb Fuck on me baby, I'm still a messBbm and no that ain't a threat I ride for my family that's Grey59Ab Try and be all I can be and notBbm waste my time On the brink of insanity, I can't make up my mindAb Yeah, I battle my vanity and I think I'm blindEb Bbm Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey59Ab Three fingers in the airAb Three fingers in the airEb Bbm Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey59Ab Three fingers in the air, m-Ab Three fingers in the air, mainEb Bbm I ride for my family that's Grey59Eb Bbm I ride for my family that's Grey59 Try and be all I can be and I waste my ti-ti-ti-time Try and be all I can be and I waste my time