Teledysk

blackørwhite (feat. wydtruly)
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Kredyty

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Draco Melancholy
Draco Melancholy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
wydtruly
wydtruly
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Yeah, yeah These diamonds on me, black or white Fuck that bitch up, black or white (yeah yeah, truly, what are you doing?) Your hoe ride me like a bike Knock a nigga out, goodnight Yeah, yeah Turn out the lights (shh) Pass me the blunt Trying to get high as a kite Yeah, yeah Take your bitch on a flight Yeah, yeah Steal your hoe, I might She throw it back like a fight Diamonds on me, yeah that ice I got the strap, not trying to fight Fuck with me, I'm swinging my pipe Bullets go through you like a knife Fuck with me, I'll take your life Fuck your hoe, out of strife Yeah, she choking, scared for life Nigga talking shit, it don't make sense, like (what? what?) Don't make sense Fucking on your bitch I don't take advice from no little fucking kid, hoe Know I'm with your bitch, and I make her a fan (yeah, yeah) Fucking on your thot, and she say I'm the man (ooh, ooh) Got your bitch sucking on my dick with no hands (no hands) Pouring 4s up, I ain't sipping no cans (no cans) Faded on the couch while I'm counting my bands (my bands) Wearing air forces, I don't fuck with no vans (no vans) Shawty fucking with me like she ain't got a man (what?) Smoke shit by the ounce, I ain't buying no grams (no grams) Know we faded then a hoe, Fulcrum advance (you feel me?) In the green room and she take off my pants (yeah, yeah) Yeah, she take off my pants She on my dick and she doing a dance Damn, she wanna fuck, we holding hands On LSD I'm in a trance I might fuck her and her friend Rollie on my wrist like Ben That bitch is mid, her friend's a ten I fucked that bitch, I fuck again Me and my shooters don't shoot no hands I fuck on that bitch, don't care about her mans I fuck on that bitch, I do a lil dance My niggas in Paris, my niggas in France Me and my niggas, we counting our bands Bands, bands, bands, bands I'm finna fuck, take off your pants Pants, pants, pants, pants I'm tryna count Count these bands, bands, bands, bands, bands These diamonds on me, black or white Fuck that bitch up, black or white Your hoe ride me like a bike Knock a nigga out, goodnight Yeah, yeah Turn out the lights (shh) Pass me the blunt Trying to get high as a kite Yeah, yeah Take your bitch on a flight Yeah, yeah Steal your hoe, I might She throw it back like a fight Diamonds on me, yeah that ice I got the strap, not trying to fight Fuck with me, I'm swinging my pipe Bullets go through you like a knife Fuck with me, I'll take your life Fuck your hoe, out of strife Yeah, she choking, scared for life Niggas talking shit, it don't make sense, like
Writer(s): Draco Melancholy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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