Ebony lyrics

[Intro: Yung Senju]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Yung Senju]
Like my whip black, like my b*tch black
And she chocolate, like a Kit-Kat
And she toxic, then I'm with that
I don't talk sh*t, I just spit facts
We outside, we outside
We outside, we outside
We outsi-si-si, we outside
We outside, we out-

[Verse 1: Yung Senju]
400 dollars, I spent on my b*tch
I just got a new hoop so she know I don't miss
She want Killian love, do she think that I'm rich?
Iced out my booger, makin' me sick
And she know I'm the one, so shе rolled up my p*ss
Out here, gеttin' paper, f*ck a loose leaf
Goated, on my back, I got a 23
Smoke these rappers like she smoke my Doobie
Said she needed Kupid, like I'm Drew$kii
Yeah, squares up in my circle, tryna get an angle
I don't work my chick around 'em
sh*t ain't gon' be verbal, better sound it out
I'm gonna make my clique surround 'em
Cookie click, oh, that's the blick
I don't got it, but touch my b*tch
And you get pounded
Black is beautiful, and blue is too
It's gon' be true, to you if you don't get your ass outta here
Louis V on her feet, big stepper like Kendrick
We move through the streets
You reap what you sow, but I sow what I reap
Her diamonds are white, so they matchin' my teeth
And she f*ckin' with me
My skin lookin' perfect, must be OCD
They said that my flow on the track is too nice
But my n*gga, I ain't need tha-
[Hook: Yung Senju]
Like my whip black, like my b*tch black
And she chocolate, like a Kit-Kat
And she toxic, then I'm with that
I don't talk sh*t, I just spit facts
We outside, we outside
We outside, we outside
We outsi-si-si, we outside
We outside, we out- side

[Verse 2: Kupid]
Yeah
We outside, but 'ont sound like an introvert
I'm into her, insert that intellect into her
I don't like intercourse
b*tch I'm a sabiosexual, but she just suck me like Kirby
Yeah, I don't want that b*tch to hurt me
Yeah, I know that I get too flirty
But I'm tryna stack up 'til my early thirties
Yeah, I don't play nice, I play dirty
Huh, get a little gas if you need it
Huh, get a little gas if you need it
Huh, get a little black in the season
Huh, get a little passion
Get a little pat on the back, in fact
Get a little reassurance and support
Of course, I put that muh' f*ckin' ball in your court
Of course, you talk trash, it's your last resort
Of course I could wear new sneakers every day of the month
'Cause I'm that type of n*gga, huh
Of course I could be the teacher takin' 'tendance
Get a raise, I ain't talkin' hands
I got a shorty named Katana, kinda dangerous as f*ck
And she my biggest fan
I just ignorin' all the drama, I be outside
Fly like Peter Pan
[Hook: Yung Senju]
Like my whip black, like my b*tch black
And she chocolate, like a Kit-Kat
And she toxic, then I'm with that
I don't talk sh*t, I just spit facts
We outside, we outside
We outside, we outside
We outsi-si-si, we outside
We outside, we out- side