I don't know if you lot know but my guy Tiggs is the man for the bangers you know
Blacka
Blacka, blacka, can't stop us
Ridding round to that boon tune
Free Iman, cause him lock up
I don't do the Azonto
Money dance with my shotters
I got things up in Congo
Shout to all my G's in Kinshasha
Yeah, yeah
I got double C's on my crep
I think your favorite rapper's in debt
Your favorite bitch up on Instagram
One post I'll leave the bitch wet
Call up my jeweler, bring the Patek
I got big bands to protect
I got my young boys in check
One phone call, they'll aim for you neck
Now I just wake up and I think money
Got a trap phone, that just print money
Lobster tails and Ace of Spades
I swear, a nigga eat and I drink money
Send a toast to my broke days
Now my shirt's linen and my coats suede
Best pray a nigga just stays up
You don't wanna see my old ways
Bla- bla- blacka
Blacka, blacka, can't stop us
Ridding round to that boon tune
Free Iman, cause him lock up
I don't do the Azonto
Money dance with my shotters
I got things up in Congo
Shout to all my G's in Kinshasha
Yeah, yeah
Trilla, drilla, on my side
Tell your bitcha, it's a vibe
Get my gwapa, lost your mind
[?] choppa, it's a high
Make a boy boom, bye bye
Man, a enemy get slide
That's how it goes in the south side
Boom, boom, jump in a ride
Driver, don't stop at all
Step on the gas, don't lose control
Fuck all my ops, make money and ball
All my G's inside, yeah, bang off the wall
Blacka
Blacka, blacka, can't stop us
Ridding round to that boon tune
Free Iman, cause he lock up
I don't do the Azonto
Money dance with my shotters
I got things up in Congo
Shout to all my G's in Kinshasha
Yeah, yeah
I turned old racks into new bands
I built this brick with my two hands
YSL with the Valentino
I'm in the trap mixing two brands
Two brands when I [?]
Two girl when I'm sexing
Money make a girl squint it
What the fuck was I thinking (Wow, wow, wow)
I don't know what the fuck you's thinking
Ten years, my phone has been rinsing
Fam I love bitches and racks
So I stay jugging and pimping
Pimp your thing on a regular
All my G's dem get bread you kna
The girl dem laugh when we flexin' her
Bad man, we set it off
Blacka
Blacka, blacka, can't stop us
Ridding round to that boon tune
Free Iman, cause he lock up
I don't do the Azonto
Money dance with my shotters
I got things up in Congo
Shout to all my G's in Kinshasha
Yeah, yeah
Bla, bla, Blacka
Blacka, blacka, can't stop us
Ridding round to that boon tune
Free Iman, cause he lock up
I don't do the Azonto
Money dance with my shotters
I got things up in Congo
Shout to all my G's in Kinshasha
Yeah, yeah
