Lyrics ALLAT - ALLBLACK

Big, big chop, can't live without him
Ain't going dumb like we at a pep rally
Free Mac Blast, I'm with Leaf, we rowdy
Shoot one black to go long like I'm Howie
Big guns, big bags, everything big
Buy drugs, come back, strip a nigga with a dread wig
Buy a brick, crack it open just like Craig did
Sip too much lean, I hope I get to see my grandkids
Cover three, shit on lock, I'm Trayvon Diggs
They say you can't stop the rain, somehow I did
Turn that tip out on him, finna start a mosh pit
Big floor, it switches on everything
Bitch gave me a handjob, she wore a wedding ring
A.R. at an audition, I let it sink
Only thing gon' stop the pain is all black, novocaine
When I get inside my pen, I like to think I'm Mark Twain
I'm these niggas' stepdaddy, call me Ving Rhames
Every day, hit her with a crown, I'm all black, LeBron James
She want me to kill her, can't, cause I got dog ways
Broke my heart, put it on ice, right away
All black, I been that nigga since I wore a 10 fade
First time I broke a bitch, I was in the 10th grade
Make one phone call, I'm gon' get my rent paid
I got bands and all that, got hoes and all that
I got hella mad niggas that's jealous and all that
Good drugs, 100 thugs, they strapped and all that
Put a nigga on a Gildan t-shirt and fall back
I'm like 45 Mike and all that, 7.6 tools, rearranged his ball cap
Baby actin' Nickelodeon, she think she all that
Ass fat, toes done, good legs, all that
Me and Twista, ain't no dub to pour up
Five ounces, six ounces, I don't know, I'm fucked up
Told him slide for his mans, he froze up
I got some nudes you can use, your bitch done chose up
Big glory, it switches on everything
Bitch gave me a handjob, she wore a wedding ring
A.O.R.A. at an audition, I let it sing
Only thing gon' stop the pain is all black, no McCain
When I get inside my pen, I like to think I'm Mark Twain
I'm these niggas' stepdaddy, call me Ving Rhames
Every day hit her with a crown, I'm all black, LeBron James
She want me to kill her cake, cause I got dog wigs
Big glory, it switches on everything
A.O.R.A. at a audition, I let it sing
When I get inside my pen, I like to think I'm Mark Twain
I got bands and all that, got hoes and all that
I got hella mad niggas that's jealous and all that
Good drugs, 100 thugs, they strapped and all that
Put a nigga on a Gildan t-shirt and fall back