Mr Blackface lyrics

[Intro]
"We as black people are getting laughed at, I wanna take us past that"

[Hook]

You can call me black face, black face, black face
Brown, brown, brown
Call me Mr Blackface, blackface, blackface
When I come around, round round
Ghetto God n*gga

[Verse 1]

f*ck my money up, now I got to re-up
All I rock is Gucci, Louis, Prada, f*ck Adidas
Gold in my mouth, I do anything for riches
I'm a fake n*gga, but I love True Religions
Never try me, in front of some b*tches
Baby I'm a n*gga, I spent thousands on my riches
Little on these Jays, Little on these chains
Got a lot on my body but got nothing on my brain

[Hook]

You can call me black face, black face, black face
Brown, brown, brown
Call me Mr Blackface, blackface, blackface
When I come around, round round
Ghetto God n*gga
[Verse 2]

b*tch I'm buck, I'm feeling drunk, I'm in the club I'm tryna' f*ck
Are you a bad b*tch, a bad b*tch, come and get this nut
I see bad b*tches, bad b*tches, all I see is bad b*tches, bad b*tches, bad b*tches, all I need is bad b*tches
Thinking with my di*k and sh*t, see you looking thick and sh*t
Yeah I got my girl back home but thats some different sh*t
Grab my balls and di*k and sh*t, n*gga this that n*gga sh*t
b*tch I'm buck so come f*ck with this ignorance

[Hook]

You can call me black face, black face, black face
Brown, brown, brown
Call me Mr Blackface, blackface, blackface
When I come around, round round
Ghetto God n*gga

[Verse 3]

Whips and chains, whips and chains, all I see is whips and chains
Mental slaves, mental slaves, all I see are mental slaves
Get you chain, look at how vain you look, look at how lame you look
Look at your jays, look at how gay you look
Look at how fake you look
Field n*ggas, Field n*ggas, you ain't real you field n*ggas
Real n*ggas, real n*ggas, what happened to all of the real n*ggas
Looking like a blackface stereotype, now you got the white man scared of you type
Lost in vanity, f*cking insane,blackface lifestyle drugging your brain
Looking for you life in the 40 ounce
Pop that, Glock that 40 out
n*ggas don't read no books, so I had to make a song, then I had to find a place to place this information on
Cause this racial real estate is what they built this nation on
[Hook]

You can call me black face, black face, black face
Brown, brown, brown
Call me Mr Blackface, blackface, blackface
When I come around, round round
Ghetto God n*gga

[Outro]