BLACK FACE lyrics

[Intro]
Aye man f*ck these other n*ggas man
I'm selling LSD and OG
Star Trek n*gga (Yeah)
OTH n*gga you know I'm rockin' (Yeah)
I f*ck with that Goth Money sh*t, dog (Skee)
Yeah
I'm on LSD bruh
Yeah

[Verse 1]
f*ck what these n*ggas talking 'bout
I wanna see my money in a pile
Lurkin' in the night I'm on the prowl
Finna juug the weedman for his ounce
You n*ggas is some clones man, nothing more
Yo' b*tch call my phone but she get ignored
b*tch I'm on LSD I'll call you when I'm bored
I got these fiends on my line askin' when I get more (When you gon' have that bruh?)
I'm finna re-up as we speak
LSD on me, serving n*ggas for a fee
f*ck a relationship, I'm focused on stacking cheese
I'm something like birth control, yo' b*tch prescribed to me
Never switch up see it in my face
Free my damn cousin, he ain't beat the case
That damn LSD got me seeing things
b*tches stop lyin', hope I see the day
Life is a game and it's free to play
Black on black shawty with the gold wrist
Young ass n*gga wit' a old b*tch
These n*ggas thirsty for that fame, sell they soul quick
I'm underground n*gga, no paparazzi
I gave my b*tch drugs so she climb on top me
Anime b*tch, yeah, she look gothic
Pokémon pimpin', catching new b*tches
Vodka in my cup, Robitussin mixin'
b*tch, I'm solo dolo you don't know the vision
To hear my damn music that's a f*cking privilege
I got a white b*tch, she know her position
I'm not atheist and I'm not Christian
Sold my soul to earth, now I'm f*ckin living
Droppin' acid tabs, distortin' my vision
The rap game's f*cking lost I reported it missing
Gold on my wrist, I wanna be a pimp
Obey my command b*tch, smoke weed and strip
Let me see yo' tits, let me see yo' clit
Goth Money b*tch, man I'm so depressed
Sad Boys n*gga, man I rarely eat
Rarely get sleep f*ck them scary dreams
Tell Miley Cyrus come marry me
We gon' f*ck on stage at my next show
Never gonna happen, I don't have a show
I got a weakness for thots and the plastic hoes
She got surgery on her face, girl suck my di*k
I swear karma like a virgin 'cause it's coming quick
[Verse 2]
Hotbox my room when my mom gone
Damn I need my own crib, I'm tryna f*ck a b*tch
Nah I ain't a thug, boy I'm just a plug
LSD shawty, put that on yo' tongue
Tell me what you feel, tell me what you see
Bet you see the BasedWorld, shouts out Lil B
Four grams n*gga in that f*cking Dutch
That's a mutated worm, that ain't no f*cking blunt
I'm gon' take a puff get high like the sun
Think you gettin' money, boy is you dumb?
USA got control of that f*ckin' cash
It don't matter how much money in my f*cking stash
I could sell a million tabs of that LSD
That's like a motherf*cking dollar to the G.O.V
Government, I'm screamin' f*ck that
b*tch, I'm making music, man f*ck rap
All you mainstream rappers need a dunce cap
Finna roll up and smoke 'em like a blunt wrap
b*tch, I'm Star Trek I f*ck with Goth Money
She open up her legs, she must want top from me
Lick it down the middle I'm a f*cking freak
It's drippin' out her legs and it's on my sheets
b*tch, if you ever cheat Imma break your teeth
Imma take the metal bat, Imma break his knees
Then commit suicide 'cause I hate to breathe
I'm runnin' up a hill, squad on my back
n*ggas countin' on me, b*tch, I'm God on the track
n*ggas plottin' on me, b*tch, I know you want my pack
n*ggas plottin' on me, gotta watch my f*cking back
Might be my own n*gga that'll stab my back
Tell yo' girlfriend get back please
b*tch, I choke instrumentals and I slap beats
Black hat, black shirt with the black jeans
Black shoes, black socks with the black skin
Claim that you're real but you actin'
f*ck gettin' fame, I got a passion