This is for my future mama Hope your as black as midnight I'll take you out Honda I can put you in a Benz, I can balance out chakras is a sin, we can fuck all night regardless Oh father, oh the heavens, as I pray for new the police don't blow me down cause of my complexion Everybody think know me now Cause I'm Negro, you are not my How you thinks it's different Boy, you
Gas break, I The cash came, I I stack that, I stack that past the ceiling So sacrilegious, don't ask to And don't ask for bitches, I'm trippin' Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don't know me Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don't know me Bag-bagbak, you don't know me homie
Boy oh boy and we are on the Dions Go until take my bro and em out them city CRs Prison broken war commercin' Until the get that, shit Vincent won't be votin' We Tomika's and Shaniqua's in that Oval Office Obama enough for me, we only getting started The Bill Gates can be on Section 8 up in the projects So today, love my dark I'm goin' all in
Gas break, I The cash came, I I stack that, yeah I stack that the ceiling So sacrilegious, ask to chat And don't ask for bitches, bagbak I'm Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don't know me Bag-bagbak, bagbak you know me better Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don't me homie
found it Death to 3, 230 feet A dive, but within acceptable range
Clap hands if the police ever profile You gotta worry, don't be scared because we own ya no gentrifying us, we finna buy the whole town Tell the one percent to a dick, because we on now We on now, we on now the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now Tell the government to suck a dick, we on now Tell the president to suck a dick, we on now We on now We on now We on now We on now