Black Beatles

Hat back, trap back, flicky, back out Turn my auntie's kitchen to a trap house 7Up, muddy, I drop four ounce Hat back, trap back, Cali, four pounds Listen, my dear, I'm big league Gotta move like Michelle Obama if you're fuckin' with me Leave the lil' boys to the toys Where I take you, it's 2K a night for the suite Sharks in the tank while we eat Pick a lobster live, bon appétit I put the latest laces on her feet Let her link her friends and take the Jeep (skrrt) Yeah, hundred-K chain look retarded I trap with the Yardies and Malis I'm antisocial, I don't party Rather blow the bag overseas 11 Rollies, Richards, AP's My cleaner said I'm goin' crazy (I'm gone) My old hoe jealous, probably hates me (yeah) Wouldn't piss on her if she paid me Hat back, trap back, flicky, back out Turn my auntie's kitchen to a trap house 7Up, muddy, I drop four ounce Hat back, trap back, Cali, four pounds I don't lean when I sip 'cause I quit so we ain't with the styrofoam (no way) I won't drive with the stick but I'm tellin' my hitter to slide close (slide) New timepiece, put a hundred on each, still get the time wrong (yeah) Darlin', I come up like I was with Meech, I put those guys on (ya dig?) I said I'm a rockstar, well, baby, I can (ski) I used to sell rocks at the top of the stairs, stairs Was chasin' a big red bus, now the petty's and skelly's a buss (ski) Fitted Amiri's, a must Beezo's crazy, baby, I don't wanna discuss (ugh) Hat back, trap back, flicky, back out Turn my auntie's kitchen to a trap house 7Up, muddy, I drop four ounce Hat back, trap back, Cali, four pounds