This is for my baby mama Hope your skin as 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 for new McLarens Pray the police don't 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 came, I flipped I stack that, I stack that past 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 don't me better Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don't me homie
Boy oh boy and we are on the Dions Go until take my bro and em out them city CRs system broken Racial war the president get that, shit Vincent won't be votin' We need Tomika's and Shaniqua's in that Oval Obama ain't for me, we only getting started The Bill Gates can be on Section 8 up in the projects So today, my dark skin I'm goin' all in
Gas break, I The came, I flipped I stack that, yeah I stack past the ceiling So sacrilegious, ask to chat And don't ask for bitches, I'm trippin' Bag-bagbak, you don't know me better Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don't me better Bag-bagbak, bagbak you know me homie
found it Death to 3, 230 feet A dive, but within acceptable range
Clap your hands if the police ever You don't gotta worry, don't be scared we own ya Ain't no gentrifying us, we finna buy the town Tell the one to suck a dick, because we on now We on now, we on now Tell the one percent to suck a dick, we on now the government to suck a dick, because 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