Lyrics BS Hit the Fan - Golden Black

BS Hit the Fan

You know, paparazzi wanna ask me about the girl in the backseat man
You know, i’m tryna ball like Magic, you know what i’m saying boy
Shit, huh, skrt
Ayy
Tryna ball like magic
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Paparazzi wanna ask me
About the girl in the backseat
Tryna ball like Magic
Tryna ball like Magic
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Paparazzi wanna ask me
About the girl in the backseat
Tryna ball like Magic
Tryna ball like Magic
Black diamonds lord forgive us
Keep it slumin' with em dealers
Got a text from Johnni, told that nigga bring em bitches
I’m tryna get to the riches, you cray if you hate us
Girl you know that i’m honest, shoot a nigga thats a minus
Digital dab on a bitch, surfing this wave like a fish
Tony Montana that’s Scarface
GoldenBlack we the greatest, in the making fuck em haters
Roll Up that window, nigga smoking on that indoor
Sayonara, thats adios
To my haters man adios
Like Drake SoFarGone
Got your girl screaming high notes
Paint a picture like Pablo
Pick and choose like Michael
Two toned no Michael
Recognised like an idol
Taking shots with a rifle
I’m like (boohh)
Bullshit hit the fan
No boat, we’re goin sail
Plat-num we’ll sell
Like Johnni lemmi Dab
Young niggas chasing Rands
My lil niggas moving grams
Anston Kling be the man
I’m tryna ball like Magic
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Paparazzi wanna ask me
About the girl in the backseat
Tryna ball like Magic
Tryna ball like Magic
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Paparazzi wanna ask me
About the girl in the backseat
Tryna ball like Magic
Tryna ball like Magic
Bullshit hit the fan
Fly as fuck, Peter Pan
I’m self made like i’m Rick
Dre Films with the cam
Way up to be slepted on, whippin notes on a scale
SAAKBEATS instrumental, 100k for a beat
Whip and dab, i just strike a pose while you niggas stand like a mannequin
Truth be told, we’re about to blow like a young nigga from Pakistan
I’m sippin lean, i’m an addicted
Gun loud, automatic
Rose red, Titanic
Tryna ball like Magic
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Paparazzi wanna ask me
About the girl in the backseat
Tryna ball like Magic
Tryna ball like Magic
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Bullshit hit the fan
Paparazzi wanna ask me
About the girl in the backseat
Tryna ball like Magic
Tryna ball like Magic