Black Madonna lyrics

[Verse 1]
'Bout to get a bag
Show some ass, he spending this cash
Rich and bad, these b*tches mad I got the gift of gab
n*ggas ass, .40 mag in my Birkin bag
Click and blast, take out the trash, dumping 'em
Got to get a bag
Show some ass, he spending this cash
Rich and bad, these b*tches mad I got the gift of gab
Ugh - .40 mag, I'm working 'em bad, ay, uh

[Verse 2]
Black diamonds, blue dollars and purple clouds for Black Madonna
That calico shred ya fitted, I got it if you want it
Guess I’m poppin ya topper like Jiffy Pop, jelly ya donut
Lil’ mama's a rider, she get them dollars and get going
Put li'l mama in Prada/lacy Provocateur, he zonin'
I'm choppin' that powder, that Oochie Wally, get him open
He slurpin' punana, I point the silencer then smoke him
Robbed him out his Gabbana and hit the highway hit the... oh

[Verse 3]
Got to split this cash with some bad b*tches in the Jag
Digi dash, duffle the stash, then pump on the gas
It's a wrap, yes, it's a wrap if these b*tches rats
Ugh - cheese in they crack, 'cause b*tches is rats
Got to get a bag, show some ass, these b*tches is mad
.40 mag in my Birkin bag, yeah
These n*ggas ass, I'm workin' em bad, ay, uh, uh, ugh
[Verse 4]
f*ck what you heard about me
Cold killer, Hillary Rodham with the murder count
She ain't no BM, no n*gga bottom b*tch workin' a route for cheese
I'll catch ya, cook ya, then murk ya
Cold pistol, wop ya then dirt ya
Clean you safe like detergent
They lurkin', I put that work in
Cook it up then I serve 'em
Then shake the spot like I'm twerkin'
Rider provider, hot box the chopper
Jealous n*ggas keep talking my stock up
Just send a drop, big big bazookas be scorching your block up
I make it hot up in this b*tch, you want hell you can find it
Big Black Madonna pack the clips with the hollow tips and unload
Time to collect your soul, tip toe in the door