BLACKJACK

I just bought a new grill

Shinin' like a new whip

Adam got a new drip, I'm a nappy-headed black little cool kid, yeah

I'll stack that, make that, break that, take that

Got a hundred ways I could flip that get back

All up in the money just to get back bitch back up

No, you probably need a Tic Tac, it's that

Huh, bitch, you frontin' on me, yah

Why you wanna act like this?

Rollie on my wrist, so she wanna have kids

Cuffs on my wrist so the cops don't trip

I'm I'm too fly to fight, can't afford my price

This a white T, bitch, bite me, hey

I'm on a high, they on a low

You killin' my vibe, get out my zone

Say I'm on a high, they on a low

You killin' my vibe, get out my zone

(Get out my zone, bitch)

I'm the best in the group chat, my **** won't admit that

Thirty one hoes in my FaceTime, and I'm the one who hoop dat

Rockin' and rollin' like Jack Black, schoolin' you **** like Jack Black

How could you not like Jack Black?

I put that on my mama, ****, no cap

Look, I hand it a Yos

He hand it to Jon

Shorty wanna fuck for a picture

B-bitch, this ain't a Groupon, nope

It's dat CLBN

Go ahead bump it with mom

Said she wanna spot on my list, please

I told her go pray to your god

Yeah, I dig that, flip that, make that, check back

When I wanna get it back ASAP

It's that young **** back, no six pack

Fuck that I'm too rich for the chit chat

I'm I'm too fly to fight, can't afford my price

This a white T, bitch, bite me

I'm on a high, they on a low

You killin' my vibe, get out my zone

Say, I'm on a high, they on a low

You killin' my vibe, get out my zone

Get out my zone, bitch