Songtext von Black Punk

Black Punk Black Punk Black punk Black lipstick all over my fat blunt Beat her face red, I ain't talking 'bout blush No exorcism, choppin', get your head spun Black punk Black punk Black punk Black punk Look at the diamonds, they glisten and glisten I can't tell the time 'cause my watch never tickin' I be with my day ones, 'cause I don't fake kickin' My hands always sweaty, my palms always itchin' Steady complainin', man, stop with the bitchin' Double C on my frames, I guess I got the vision Just made a couple hundred thousand, what a feelin' My hitters, they bangin', they'll blow any minute Walk through the front, but I still get the bag Nigga act stupid, I might have to smack Life is a movie but I never act Told her to pull up, I sent her the addy Rocking the latest, your bitch love my fashion Credit card limitless, bitch, ain't no maxin' Smoke out the pound, if you shoppin', I'm taxin' None of these bitches in my bracket Black punk Black lipstick all over my fat blunt Beat her face red, I ain't talking 'bout blush No exorcism, choppin', get your head spun Black punk Black punk Black punk Black punk Black punk Black lipstick all over my fat blunt Black punk Beat her face red, I ain't talking 'bout blush Black punk Black lipstick all over my fat blunt Black punk Beat her face red, I ain't talking 'bout blush