Black Card Lyrics

Ok, yeah fuck

Yeah, alright

Dress too hot, no Hypebeast

All y'all trynna be Nike, do it uh

Buckle down deep my psyche

People wanna be just like me, ditto uh

Money out the wazoo

Stuck on some old shit, dawg I don't like you

Suck my cashews

Fake BeReals when you talking 'bout taboo

I be in a new fit

New shit, goes real hard in a cool whip, oh yeah

Talking bout movement

Turned fake friends into snakes like Medusa, oh shit

Y'all don't wanna play, press your buttons

Get X'd out, ha like a video game

Trick out like I'm rollerblading

Blow up like a hand grenade, ha!

Sitting in my peace like a Buddhist

I ain't really trynna go through you's

All of my sides be thinking I'm their unus

Running over losers

Get in, shopping bitch you clueless, uh

Let the knife talk, Billy Loomis

Still make her shine, went to the jewellers, uh

Dealt with too many Judas', uh

Can't hold me down, you useless, uh

Never mind all that

Making my art, y'all stuck in the WABAC

Face mask on, don't like copycats

Bite my style, too bad I'm a nomad, yeah

Ski mask, pink on the seams

Left Sydney like I canceled Scream, yeah

Everybody wanna do something

Everybody gonna do nothing

You fronting, yeah

I don't give fucks no more

I don't give fucks no more, yeah

Imma try to set my score

All of you fucks want war, nah

I don't give fucks no more

I don't give fucks no more, yeah

Imma keep a buck with you

I want more, I'm coming for it all, yeah

Make it make sense

Motherfuckers wanna make cents

I ain't got patience

Fuckers wanna say shit

Under surveillance, no limitations

Bitch I'm gracious

I got a sweet ass tooth

Taste my nuts, I raise the roof

Ain't no way I'm stuck you goof

Don't you dare fuck up my groove

You fucking tool, I'm up now dude

My mask on like a nice vest

Your shit off like a man with no conscience

High shit, I smoke gas my eyes rest

Don't fuck with me I'm a man on a conquest, uh

Slide in a motherfucking truck

Cognac in the cut, my ass is drunk

Two bad bitches in the room, they fucking

You lucky, you gon' make it out untouched, yeah

Make it make sense

Motherfuckers wanna make cents

I ain't got patience

Fuckers wanna say shit

Under surveillance, no limitations

Bitch I'm gracious

I got a sweet ass tooth

Taste my nuts, I raise the roof

Ain't no way I'm stuck you goof

Don't you dare fuck up my groove

You fucking tool, I'm up now dude

Bitch you know I'm good

I'm showing up phonies who say they pro

Bitch you riding gooch

You toasting to homies that you don't know

Like, what you really wanna say?

Get paid, spend it all on a new chain

50k on a ride that's tinted

You minted, I'm living

Tell me who you really kidding, huh?

Make it make sense

Motherfuckers wanna make cents

I ain't got patience

Fuckers wanna say shit

Under surveillance, no limitations

Bitch I'm gracious

I got a sweet ass tooth

Taste my nuts, I raise the roof

Ain't no way I'm stuck you goof

Don't you dare fuck up my groove

You fucking tool, I'm up now dude

Spend a couple thousand for a black card

Tell me do you really gotta thank God?

Nah