Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Metalic Black, artist - Nines. Album song From Church Rd. to Hollywood, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Metalic Black |
| Phone my connect for a food damage |
| I’m coming for a [?} on the dual carriage |
| Listening to Skrapz while I’m drivin in my car |
| If you see the blue lights baby slide this in your bra |
| Been through more jewellery than the crown court |
| Had the German whip parked up on |
| Gettin head from hoes and I don’t even know their name |
| I’m in the booth spittin out fire flame |
| I don’t trust n*ggas I don’t know who’s a fed |
| My hoods got more snakes than medusas head |
| Hearin how a couple n*ggas wanna rob my chain |
| Try make a n*gga die hard, John McClane |
| I run my strip like Tony Soprano |
| I ain’t switching up the clip when I reload on the ammo |
| Been through more weight than a forklift |
| 11 in the morning I’m already on my fourth spliff |
| Got the feds lookin for the main stash |
| Me and Keys the modern day Jay-Z and Dame Dash |
| Zino Records I’m the CEO |
| But it’s like player haters don’t wanna see me blow |
| I got the feds lookin for the main stash |
| Me and Keys the modern day Jay-Z and Dame Dash |
| Zino Records I’m the CEO |
| But it’s like player haters don’t wanna see me blow |
| I can’t believe my age group |
| The way I make loop |
| Had a 100,000 views on my debut |
| My n*gga Tuff mix his boose with Grey Goose |
| I told Fats give the yutedem the tre Duce |
| Can’t count the amount of sweets that I went through |
| On the other side blacked out 10 |
| CRs on the rise, better show your boys |
| We like Oscar de la Hoya we them golden boys |
| I know the mixtapes takin ages to drop |
| I was waitin on my crop |
| Devastated when it flopped |
| My Ps up and down like my stacks in the lift |
| N*ggas in the pen sayin i got yakkd that’s a myth |
| Still bangin I ain’t done yet |
| Kill all my enemies till there’s none left |
| Then I can drive off into the sunset |
| When I sell my last brick and I’m a millionaire |
| My n*gga Maestro will still be my engineer |
| Got the feds lookin for the main stash |
| Me and Keys the modern day Jay-Z and Dame Dash |
| Zino Records I’m the CEO |
| But it’s like player haters don’t wanna see me blow |
| I got the feds lookin for the main stash |
| Me and Keys the modern day Jay-Z and Dame Dash |
| Zino Records I’m the CEO |
| But it’s like player haters don’t wanna see me blow |
| No I ain’t living well |
| I need to change like a wishing well |
| One day I’ll quit the game for my little girl |
| I been ducking couple n*ggas in a prison cell |
| Canteen and I ain’t hit a sale |
| I hate lying to my mum |
| Had to tell her that it wasn’t me firing that gun |
| Bunnin on my spliff thinking why am I living |
| My n*gga Cash gonna end up dying in prison |
| All about my Ps I don’t give a fuck about dumb chicks |
| If it ain’t the first time I’m fucking then I cum quick |
| My n*gga Joey Funds got that peng white |
| I’ll always jump in I’ll never watch my friend fight |
| Corrupted by the world that we living in |
| I don’t wanna see a watch if it ain’t made in Switzerland |
| Still focused on my food line |
| Should be concentrated on this rap shit but due time |