lil masi – paint it black lyrics
red drum on the beat
[chorus: lil masi]
i can’t trust a soul they chit chat, ’bout this and that
all i want is big racks, i do no cap
ballin’ with some rick rafs, i keep it black
a1s like i’m riff raff, designer brands
v8 and it’s all black, fly like a bat
m on my logo, yo’ sh-t sh-t is wack
have you b-tch speechless, asthma attack
pull up in a all white, then paint it black
[verse 1: lil rich]
feeling like a rolling stone b-tch i paint it black
got a rollie on my left wrist, bad b-tch on my lap
i can’t trust a soul they chit chat, just like a brat
and i’m spending all these big racks, i’ma make it back
i’m a rolling- rolling stone
i might go and f-ck yo hoe
30 on me let it blow
diamonds on me and they froze
feeling like rockstar ’cause i pull up and i take yo main hoe
i got all these big racks on me i don’t need yo chain whoa
driving in that drop top audi and i’m switching lanes slow
counting hunnids all around me got no time to change clothes
n-ggas saying that i change i never changed, you chase hoes
last b-tch calling like she miss me but i need to let go
[chorus: lil masi]
i can’t trust a soul they chit chat, ’bout this and that
all i want is big racks, i do no cap
ballin’ with some rick rafs, i keep it black
a1s like i’m riff raff, designer brands
v8 and it’s all black, fly like a bat
m on my logo, yo’ sh-t sh-t is wack
have you b-tch speechless, asthma attack
pull up in a all white, then paint it black
[verse 2: lil masi]
feeling like a rockstar, i paint it black
feeling like a pop star, moonwalk my dance
yea i’m a track star, i hit the dash
drugs inside my system, i can not stand yeah
all of my b-tches in vogue, full magazine let it blow
phantom of what? (what), keep playing yo role
she tryna stop me, like who is you hoe
you say you know me, like who is you bro
haunted house on the hills, i just copped me a ghost
i switch cars left and right, like i switch clothes
i don’t fight with no hoes if they f-ck with my bros
i’m so fly, touch the sky, you keep rowing your boat
red bottoms my kicks, i’m kicking with rich
red drum got kicks, she swallow my kids
360 my wrist, yeah, anemic my chains, yeah
she feeling the kid, yeah, i feel no pain, yeah
paint my soul black, i’ma hit it from the back
i’ma count up my racks, yeah, [?]
[chorus: lil masi]
i can’t trust a soul they chit chat, ’bout this and that
all i want is big racks, i do no cap
ballin’ with some rick rafs, i keep it black
a1s like i’m riff raff, designer brands
v8 and it’s all black, fly like a bat
m on my logo, yo’ sh-t sh-t is wack
have you b-tch speechless, asthma attack
pull up in a all white, then paint it black
red drum on the beat
Random Lyrics
- disclaimer – like the backside of a bulimic’s teeth (number 1: bats = bugs) lyrics
- payroll giovanni & cardo – 5’s and 6’s lyrics
- weiland – strong arm lyrics
- anasic – i got it lyrics
- mnqophiso madikizela – all of you lyrics
- endovein – daily show lyrics
- nexoanexo – w a i t lyrics
- reek i’van – sace flops lyrics
- tiad hilm – loner lyrics
- mabiland – canción 6 lyrics