Testo Black Maybach - Riff Raff feat. Trapboy Freddy
Testo della canzone Black Maybach (Riff Raff feat. Trapboy Freddy), tratta dall'album Vanilla Gorilla
Pull up in the back and I'm smokin' out the pack
Guns on me like Iraq, jumbo corn, pills, and crack
Yeah, we got thrax in the trap with us right now
Clip like giraffe, hangin' out on me right now
It's trap or a real rap
Talk out your neck, get you kidnapped
Your bitch out of line, get your bitch slapped
These niggas be broke, big cap
Watch on my wrist like a fountain
We get the pack in and we down it
Break the brick all down to ounces
Twenty-eight-eight when you get it in county
Dividin' the profit, that's eight hundred an ounce
Smokin' on loud, I think I got the loudest
I'm straight out of Dallas, but smokin' on Cali
Bust down the pack, bitch, I'm dabbin' in Bali
Hundred-pound plant in the back of a Chevy
These niggas be bogus, these bitches be roaches
I done got older, my teeth a lil' colder
The Rollie a birdie, the Glock hold a thirty
We don't do no swervin', it's blocks in this 'Burban
I'm fresh like detergent, I'm sippin' on purple
My trap jump like hurdles, he play, I'ma hurt him
These niggas unheard of, I live for the murder
I'm from the D, get you whacked in America
Black Maybach and I'm in the way back
Black Maybach and I'm in the way back
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Black Maybach and I'm in the way back
Black Maybach and I'm in the way back
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Polar bear fists, I done did it like this
Iceberg sit-sittin' on my wrist
Roll up to the top like a tiger-striped pit
Born at midnight in an iceberg fit
Tee, porch light, Givenchy, more light
Portray young in my Aquaberry Sprite
Portray young in my Aquaberry Sprite
It's a stoplight, bitch, better act right
Out of Florida, I live by Burberry bagpipes
Froze the whole scene with my ultraviolet ice
Smoke a peace pipe with, um, Vanna White
Ruby red ice in, look like stoplights
Aquaberry highs, done pulled up at night
Multiply dollar signs, them racks is mines
Strawberry snow done plugged my left sinus
Every car I buy has zero mileage
Tripped during tour but spilled drank on the pilot
Wake up at sunset, Gucci frame on my eyelid
Black Maybach and I'm in the way back
Black Maybach and I'm in the way back
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Black Maybach and I'm in the way back
Black Maybach and I'm in the way back
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
Pull up in Iraq and I'm smokin' loud pack
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Writer(s): Horst Christian Simco, Unknown Composer
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