black and brown / mad rapper skit
black milk
but fuck it here we are brah
here to save the game just like a memory card
i should record up in abbey road
with music that's always in the hood like crack sales
or out in the burbs like e pills
niggas can't fuck with him
plenty fans round the globe screamin' out y'all niggas can't fuck with him
hit 'em with that new shit
that want me in her mouth like a toothpick
who flips better heat? see this shit's timeless
while y'all niggas got bad timing like teen pregnancies
we coming with better heat
when i'm done i light the bogie
forty on the floor mat a leave ya holey moley
then you probably never know me
blade on me homey mask on like shinobi
i forget the hoes that blow me
hoes on a nigga and they all look thirsty
say they nineteen and they all look thirty
everyday clean y'all always dirty
chronic coming in the same bag as a turkey
dark color purple and it's tasting like hershey