Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Jack, artist - Trizz.
Date of issue: 08.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Black Jack |
What you gone do when they pull up to that light … on sight |
Los scandalous, home of the random hits, fast money ain’t gone last money till |
you handle it |
West bitch, I’m destined to keep the candle lit, California bred don’t butter |
me with that family shit |
I was born by myself, on my lonely, lost a couple homies to drama cuz they |
balogna |
They say it’s love but niggas have yet to show me, I’m the only one get it and |
make it out like I’m Stoney |
I’m so low key and quiet cuz i blow trees, plottin' on a mission with my niggas |
and some OG’s |
Pushin down Rosecrans! |
(herd in then g-ride) |
Compton on the map again! |
(word to the East side) |
Hood in my blood, no thug but I’m active |
I try to keep it cool but all I know is get it crackin' |
I was bullied for a lil bit but moms ain’t gone have that |
Sent me off to school with kitchen knives in my back pack |
Now bag back or get stabbed wit this black jack |
Have the homie snap that and put it up on Snapchat! |
We play no games |
We ain’t gone change |
Stay in yo lane |
They don’t stop takin' shots with no aim |
«All he listen to is rap, all he talk about is crap» |
Nigga it don’t matter what I’m doin' cuz it slap |
If they ask about the inland say I put it on the map |
I be bragging bout the burbs like they brag about the trap |
If any nigga diss me, he delusional and wack or he hatin' cuz I’m makin' all |
this money off of rap |
I be kickin' it alone, playin' ouija with a batch |
Oops I mean bitch man what ever I be smacked |
Beefin' is a joke unless a nigga came strapped |
I be tweetin' my location you can pull up where I’m at |
I’m prolly up at game stop cashin' out a rack, don’t get it twisted I’m a nerd |
but shit I’m wit it if it crack |
I be talkin' slick all you niggas do is rap and stand in videos with niggas |
lookin' gay pointin' gats, that you never gone shoot if you had a chance to act |
Fuckin' punks bring the funk if u ready for a scrap! |
Nigga |
We play no games |
We ain’t gone change |
Stay in yo lane |
They don’t stop takin' shots wit no aim |