Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Black , by - Dutchavelli. Release date: 15.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Black |
| Nah, fam, fuck all these fake niggas, man |
| Free all the real niggas, my guy (Come on) always bro (Come on, come on) |
| You know what I’m sayin' my nigga? |
| Man are so fake out here |
| All the real niggas be in jail (Look) |
| Just do the ting, my nigga, make sure you fuck up the roads, innit? |
| (Big Zeeko) |
| Go on then brodie, please phone Kody |
| A man got touched at the doughnut shop |
| I hope he recovers in a week |
| If not, it’s peak, he owes man guap |
| Put that to the back of my mind |
| Right now, black trainers, black tracksuit, black gloves |
| What happens on opp block stays on opp block |
| We do not ride out with a loose tongue (Ah-ah) |
| You are not bad, what have you done? |
| Sis see me get three man down in a night |
| She don’t know I did that more than once |
| I hate pigs, call them cunts |
| Cunch lines, billed more than blunts (Ah-ah) |
| Tryna get rich by any means, even if it means runnin' in drums (Let's go) |
| Yo, it’s Big Five |
| No lie, man, I live this life (Yeah) |
| All of the bouncers at the door givin' out a frisk |
| Man’s still got the sticks inside |
| Turn on the light, I’m choppin' up bits of white |
| Got dark like the Brixton Riots (Ayy) |
| Flew Dam on the economy class |
| Hit a lick with my darg, came back on a business flight (Ayy) |
| I’m sellin' white girl, that Kylie Minogue (Yeah) |
| Practice what you preach but if I preach what I practice, that ain’t no life to |
| promote (Yeah) |
| Pray that the music ting works out for the best cah man’s gettin' tired of the |
| road (Yeah) |
| And no one cares if you spent one thou' on your crep, in jail, that’s the prize |
| of a phone (Ah-ah) |
| In jail, that’s the price of a tech, I’m back live in the flesh |
| See how Jesus rise from the dead? |
| That’s how I felt when I walked outta the seg |
| Dutch, I’m a boss (Boss) (Yeah) |
| What you know about signing checks? |
| Bedford, Manchester and then Bristol, I might go shut down Brighton next (Yeah) |
| Or I might just shut down Brum (Ah-ah), Club 101 |
| I got this connect that only sells weed in bulk and I know his G’s gonna come |
| You think I spent all these P’s on jewels and I ain’t spent P’s on a gun? |
| I’m just incriminating my own self, just know intimidation won’t help |
| Woah, woah, how low could you go? |
| (Ah) |
| Like this one chick said she gon' post my dick pics if I don’t answer the phone |
| (I blocked that bitch) |
| (That's a long dick, don’t act like the world ain’t seen one of those) |
| I got this shit, no word like Flipz |
| I’ma put this in a funeral home (R-I-P) |
| Like, I put the beat in a morgue right now |
| Tell a man, «Go do the autopsy», see how their insides got torn right out (Ah) |
| The contract’s got a clause right now so C said that I can’t talk right now |
| I got two bad B’s from South and they wanna come to the East side of the town |
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Go on then brodie, please phone Kody |
| A man got touched at the doughnut shop |
| I hope he recovers in a week |
| If not, it’s peak, he owes man guap |
| Put that to the back of my mind |
| Right now, black trainers, black tracksuit, black gloves |
| What happens on opp block stays on opp block |
| We do not ride out with a loose tongue (Ah-ah) |
| You are not bad, what have you done? |
| Sis see me get three man down in a night |
| She don’t know I did that more than once |
| I hate pigs, call them cunts |
| Cunch lines, billed more than blunts (Ah-ah) |
| Tryna get rich by any means, even if it means runnin' in drums |
| Don’t fuck up and go back to jail, my guy |
| Just stay on the road, I know you can fuck it up my nigga |
| Come on my nigga, man, fam (Yeah?) |
| Man’s pissed you got lifed off, my nigga, man |
| My guy, bro, don’t even pree that, my guy |
| Inshallah I get my appeal, bro |
| Come on, come on, free my nigga Dappo, you dun' know |