paroles de chanson the BLACK seminole. - Lil Yachty

Sex symbol, the Black Seminole

A sex symbol, the Black Seminole

African Rambo with more ammo

Can't be escaped, I'm on every channel

What's wrong? What's wrong, Mr. Man?
Your eyes are low
And you're walking with both hands on your head
His response, he's on a clean, clean high
Both feet up on the ground
But his head's way, way, way up in the sky

The Black Seminole, a head general

This deep connection, a large interval

A black man with mouths to feed

Embracing equality throughout greed

No time to joke around, the kid is now a man
And the sadness is filled with remarkable sounds
This part I've seen in my dreams
Love is not a lie, it just feels like a Tarantino movie scene

Now

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

Mm-mm-mmm, ooh

Ah-ha, ah, yeah-hey, yeah