Black Gold Lyrics

Turn the lights off

Ayo

Turn them down

Ayo

Soul sample's only nigga

Ayo

You can't roll these credits, bitch, we hustlin' for forever

With my baby Kenya, cause nobody does it better

Got it sowed like a sweater

I'm a magician with these words and letters

I'm fly wherever I go, like a bird in weather

Bitch, we like the Megazord when we come together

We get that crew love

Yeah, we get that crew love

Make that profit double up, put it back, or

Nigga, you done

Scritch ain't with the shit

Nigga, is you dumb???

Used to ride around slappin' that 2gunn

tryin' to come up on a few funds

Now I been on a few runs prior to this new one

This music trigger us to stick together like a glue gun

Ain't no need in askin' who won

That shit is givin'

Blue stripes on that money representin' that blue ribbon

Niggas wanna be gang boy

No, the fuck you isn't

Complete the imperial vision

That's the mission

Or complete the mission

That's the imperial vision

It's a win either way

It don't make no difference

You like a broke scale

You can't make no digits

He get it jumpin' like a frog with a shank

He like to rib it

Me and Q smoke and plot

We kick it a lot, like Hibbet

That's a shoe store if you ain't get it

Principal Perkins how I spit it

Yeah, Usain Bolt on these tracks

I'm ahead of y'all

That boy prosperin'

He had run-ins with the feds and all

We'll leave you dead and all

You'll be amazed at how fast you become deceased

My nigga, you'll be dead in awe

Feel like I said it all

Then I hear a beat like this

Feel the bliss

And from my mouth comes that fentanyl

Straight dope, stay woke

They try and play folks

with a mulatto off Trillato

She high

She took like eight totes

These niggas ain't close

(These niggas ain't close

Boy, look

I ain't tryna be nothin' but me)

'The Fuck, nigga

If you don't think I'm the best, you hatin

Trillato burnin' in a backwood

While these samples playin'

They shoot, you see the flash

But boy, these ain't no cameras aimin'

Say cheese, eight degrees

Yep, I'm that cold

Ain't no laptop

But after the job, finish the Mac fold

Put it away during the getaway on the back roads

Bring the devil's soul to God almighty

Yeah, I'm that bold

Loyal when they ain't lookin'

I'm from that mold

King James, game six

I'm in that mold

My melanin shine

Nigga, I'm black gold

(Nigga)

Ha ha

Fuck

Ha ha ha ha ha

Maddie