Black Car lyrics

by

Adamn Killa



[Hook: Yung Lean]
Black car, white chrome
Lean balling out in Rome
Me and Adamn Killa stacking commas in my pink Polo
And I'm on the till, I can't even feel my muscles
Fendi on Fendi, I was cashing out in Brussels
Champagne breakfast, neon knife, eating mussels (mussels)
Leandoer, b*tch it's trouble
I'm rolling, I'm smoking, my pockets are swollen
Me and Adamn Killa, in the club, b*tch we stay golden

[Verse: Adamn Killa]
Bro, I made it, I don't know
If they ain't foreign, don't wear those
I don't f*ck with none of those foes
I make more money than moves
And b*tch I'm Adamn
Don't act you don't know just what I'm sayin'
What I pay for my shoes, that's less than I'm making
The way I say my sh*t I'm feeling like I'm AK
Why you n*ggas mad at me? I don't know, I don't give a damn
Why you n*ggas mad at me? I don't know, I don't give a damn
Can't save no thot, they just wanna f*ck 'cause of who I am
Can't save no thot, they just wanna f*ck 'cause of who I am
What you hating on? Don't know, most of they ass be fans, on they mans
I don't got no mans, I don't dance, I make money, man
What you hating on? Don't know, most of they ass be fans, on they mans
I don't got no mans, I don't dance, I make money, man
[Hook: Yung Lean]
Black car, white chrome
Lean balling out in Rome
Me and Adamn Killa stacking commas in my pink Polo
And I'm on the till, I can't even feel my muscles
Fendi on Fendi, I was cashing out in Brussels
Champagne breakfast, neon knife, eating mussels (mussels)
Leandoer, b*tch it's trouble
I'm rolling, I'm smoking, my pockets are swollen
Me and Adamn Killa, in the club, b*tch we stay golden
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