BLACK FERRARI Lyrics

Blacked out, blacked out, blacked out, blacked out

This a black Ferrari, rarri

Love my black Ferrari

Love my black Ferrari

This a four hundred and fifty-eight bro

Please back it up, please, just let me rack it up Rack it up

Sorry, Mom this a four hundred and fifty-eight

Black, black, blacked out that lifestyle

Sorry, Momma my sir name Grim

Grim Grim up in the six six six (Grim Reaper) my momma like tisk tisk momma, sorry

Vvs I just heard Drizzy though spitting in the mic with Harlow

The fuck, say it don't spray it bitch music so broken that okay I'm heart broken

Bobby Frank music gunna fix it no bob the builder

Sorry, Momma not sorry

Still gunna flex out give you at the loot, vvs

Biggest bag because I got the biggest bag in The room

Stack, stack, stack it up rolling up in a blacked out coupe blacked out

You know it's a four Hundred and fifty-eight blacked out rarri

Ye sorry Mom sorry

Smuggling oh yeah, Im sneaky blacked submarine yeah to Guyana

Matte black black smart smuggling no trouble in the game with me

Black black black submarine I'm so sneaky (blacked out submarine)

Submarine yeah blacked out blacked out submarine blacked out life

I'm a walking Grim (blacked out life), Reaper reaper reaper in the 458

Get on my level (four hundred and fifty-eight)

Get a space shuttle (yeah) or a ladder that Forever

Stevie Wonder-ing about it how Im on the horn playing so hard bout it

Earned my stripes in Bogota you know Columbia so fucked up (Columbia)

Got my stipes still (Bogota in love with the coco) earned my stripes scares on my face

Machete blade tatooed made even though i'm self-made

I'm super humble made my first milli

A milli a milli a milli (a milli) shout out to Lil Wayne great fuckin song but

Made my first milli bro at age twenty nine no cap

Spent it strategically spent it and I flip get the pigeon get it back

Tesla great investment (ouu) momma rolly was investment

Momma I am sorry though I know you know I got it all on the low low

On the low low back at forth (coco) from

Guyana (blacked out backed out love my black Rarri)

Getting back in my whip back in Canada

This a four hundred and fifty-eight bro

Please back it up, please just let me rack it up, rack it up

Sorry my this a four hundred and fifty-eight Black, black, blacked out lifestyle

Sorry momma, my surname Grim Grim Grim

Up in the six six six now Im back, touched down back (Billy Bishop) in the six

Okay yeah, back and forth from Canada went to Guyana blacked out submarine

Trafficking with my hoe you know she got the rainbow el natty glow

I like that model she even learned how to swallow

Uh oh spaghettiOs off King Street West I'm on route, boy

Four hundred and fifty-eight, parked out front

Keep the Dom coming stop the goose you goof

I ain't no loco Russian, but, I got the henny (Hennessey)

On low low (no grey goose) for My latina hoe hoe

(Hoe hoe) ha, no santa but prance and dance on it

Got my fucking hoe (hoe hoe hoe)

Back and forth from Guyana to Canada in my four fifty-eight

Chye foreign stitch with my biddie four fifty-eight (blacked out blacked out Blacked out)

Four four fity-eight (blacked out) love my black rarri, Ferrari

This a 458 bro, please back it up please just let me rack it up rack it up

Sorry Mom this a four hundred and fifty-eight rarri