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kayenne - black on black lyrics

[hook]
black on black when i dress (blacked out)
that’s why the trident don’t like me (nah nah)
dumb b-tch giving stress? (huh)
nah bro that’s unlikely (unlikely)
only good b-tches that undress
hop on top and then ride me
that know what i do best
on road making ps slyly (sly)
black on black when i dress
that’s why the trident don’t like me (don’t like me)
dumb b-tch giving stress?
nah bro that’s unlikely (unlikely)
only good b-tches that undress
hop on top and then ride me (ride me)
that know what i do best (best)
on road making ps slyly
[verse 1]
on road making ps sly
i’m not gonna scream that i’m up the bando like half these rappers and lie (liars)
but if ibss and yb each side we’ll be four figs up by the night (money)
that’s a celebration or reup on dark and light
if you call me out then i might
come down your road smiling (wah)
grin larger than my knife (mm hmm)
or turn up at your colly make you double back on the site (running)
then man a just camp outside
it was meant to be smokes, but i’ll buss down the 3.5 (for vio)
0.5 bens for his friends (for vio)
don’t act up on the net (ha)
or flex with your old man’s skengs (do not)
it could cost you your life
bring it to a premature end (deaded)
if i wanna poke you my ting st-rdy my ting won’t bend (st-rdy st-rdy)
how many scars you want? five?
i’ll give you one from the knife
then punch you up confiscate your grub
and leave you to beg for your life (begging)
i don’t mean to fright
but you know say it’s on sight
[hook]
black on black when i dress (blacked out)
that’s why the trident don’t like me (nah nah)
dumb b-tch giving stress? (huh)
nah bro that’s unlikely (unlikely)
only good b-tches that undress
hop on top and then ride me
that know what i do best
on road making ps slyly (sly)
black on black when i dress
that’s why the trident don’t like me (don’t like me)
dumb b-tch giving stress?
nah bro that’s unlikely (unlikely)
only good b-tches that undress
hop on top and then ride me (ride me)
that know what i do best (best)
on road making ps slyly
[verse 2]
f–k all the ot sh-t i don’t like white like a racist (i do not)
i make money when i need f–k thirty days for a payslip (right now)
this bruddah still owes me ps and i swear to god i’m impatient
and ibss wants something to do so i pray for him that he pays it (word)
i’d rather not back my blade cah i know myself and i may dip (dip dip)
and i don’t know the consequence cah with my bare hands i will break ribs
i just nessed a two and a q, that’s ps, it’s a shame it’s..
not flavours though but i got the drop for that yay sniff (i’m fed up with ammi)
chop it and buss it
walking circles for the bread no crumpets
getting dough getting fried no dumplings
rambizzys and chetes few fun tings
[hook]
black on black when i dress (blacked out)
that’s why the trident don’t like me (nah nah)
dumb b-tch giving stress? (huh)
nah bro that’s unlikely (unlikely)
only good b-tches that undress
hop on top and then ride me
that know what i do best
on road making ps slyly (sly)
black on black when i dress
that’s why the trident don’t like me (don’t like me)
dumb b-tch giving stress?
nah bro that’s unlikely (unlikely)
only good b-tches that undress
hop on top and then ride me (ride me)
that know what i do best (best)
on road making ps slyly
[verse 3]
jakes, girls same thing they want me in a room on my lonely (lonely)
hookahs and fed moving lose the way they want me and my co-des (my co-des)
this b-tch don’t know i’m a devil she wants an angel-in her like jolie (ha ha ha)
why would i back out my metal i could mangle my man up slowly
first his hand til he cries and he best hope i didn’t only
have like two hours of sleep cah i’m aggy when i’m tired brodi (and in tired)
clock the yute from far 141 bell him all ghostly (private number)
now my man’s shook, #nosleep (no sleep)
don’t recognize me only on social media you know me (socials)
knock man out on a thursday reborn next day like kofi (like kofi)
grin on my face moving cheesy like a toasty
talk all the talk my face f–k that set pace, you…
you really tryna roast me?
wargwarn my brodi (set pace)
you really tryna roast me? (are you really?)
wargwarn my brodi (wargwarn)
[hook]
black on black when i dress (blacked out)
that’s why the trident don’t like me (nah nah)
dumb b-tch giving stress? (huh)
nah bro that’s unlikely (unlikely)
only good b-tches that undress
hop on top and then ride me
that know what i do best
on road making ps slyly (sly)
black on black when i dress
that’s why the trident don’t like me (don’t like me)
dumb b-tch giving stress?
nah bro that’s unlikely (unlikely)
only good b-tches that undress
hop on top and then ride me (ride me)
that know what i do best (best)
on road making ps slyly

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