"Black Cars & Heavy Metal" lyrics
Touchdown, bust down, people I don't trust now
Smokin' Haze, New York, grab this shit from uptown
Used to take the bus down, now we flyin' [?]
Private spot for the week, got here on a seaplane
Grabbed another old-school, that other shit is old news
I'm focused now, I won't lose, Chevy with the cold shoes
Custom Louis crewneck, jewelry drippin', too wet
50K roulette, craps, I ain't lose yet
Big dog at the table with the cash to spend
Runnin' circles 'round cats with the bag again
On a ten-year run, I'm glad it hasn't ended
It's lonely on the top, hit the store, drop a half an M
Yeah, and I don't shit where I sleep
In Dubai for a week, got this watch from a sheep
Rubbin' shoulders with elite, every flavor is unique
I ain't even reached my peak, thirty M's, I want a peek
Came a long way from makin' bitches hand over a fee
I used to move a box a week in Atlanta with [?]
Bring the Jag' back here, in a drought, we used to eat
The Europeans got a fleet and I'm gettin' harder to reach, Bern
Different level, cribs, I got several
In the cut, papered up, I'm just tryin' duck the devil
Yeah, another milli' on my schedule
Black cars and heavy metal
Different level, cribs, I got several
In the cut, papered up, I'm just tryin' duck the devil
Yeah, another milli' on my schedule
Black cars and heavy metal
Closin' deals over five-star meals
If you saw him then he squeal, I only rock with the real
If I'm poppin' a seal, I ain't talkin' 'bout drank
Everywhere I go, I keep some fresh smoke from the Bay
I keep hash in my J, a hundred racks in my safe
They say, "Bern switched up, he ain't actin' the same"
Man, they really want status, all them cats really lame
Tell them boys to stay inside, then keep snatchin' them chains
We put packs on the plane, I ain't ever stop trappin'
And he keep talkin' loud, tell that boy to stop cappin'
Do a hundred miles an hour without my seatbelt fastened
All that shit really stale, they ain't ever caught traction
Yeah, I'm still active, I'm really outside
Different levels to the game, I'll never resign
Put pressure on they neck, I'm ahead of the line
Made a billion off weed, I'm ahead of my time, Bern
Different level, cribs, I got several
In the cut, papered up, I'm just tryin' duck the devil
Yeah, another milli' on my schedule
Black cars and heavy metal
Different level, cribs, I got several
In the cut, papered up, I'm just tryin' duck the devil
Yeah, another milli' on my schedule
Black cars and heavy metal
Smokin' Haze, New York, grab this shit from uptown
Used to take the bus down, now we flyin' [?]
Private spot for the week, got here on a seaplane
Grabbed another old-school, that other shit is old news
I'm focused now, I won't lose, Chevy with the cold shoes
Custom Louis crewneck, jewelry drippin', too wet
50K roulette, craps, I ain't lose yet
Big dog at the table with the cash to spend
Runnin' circles 'round cats with the bag again
On a ten-year run, I'm glad it hasn't ended
It's lonely on the top, hit the store, drop a half an M
Yeah, and I don't shit where I sleep
In Dubai for a week, got this watch from a sheep
Rubbin' shoulders with elite, every flavor is unique
I ain't even reached my peak, thirty M's, I want a peek
Came a long way from makin' bitches hand over a fee
I used to move a box a week in Atlanta with [?]
Bring the Jag' back here, in a drought, we used to eat
The Europeans got a fleet and I'm gettin' harder to reach, Bern
Different level, cribs, I got several
In the cut, papered up, I'm just tryin' duck the devil
Yeah, another milli' on my schedule
Black cars and heavy metal
Different level, cribs, I got several
In the cut, papered up, I'm just tryin' duck the devil
Yeah, another milli' on my schedule
Black cars and heavy metal
Closin' deals over five-star meals
If you saw him then he squeal, I only rock with the real
If I'm poppin' a seal, I ain't talkin' 'bout drank
Everywhere I go, I keep some fresh smoke from the Bay
I keep hash in my J, a hundred racks in my safe
They say, "Bern switched up, he ain't actin' the same"
Man, they really want status, all them cats really lame
Tell them boys to stay inside, then keep snatchin' them chains
We put packs on the plane, I ain't ever stop trappin'
And he keep talkin' loud, tell that boy to stop cappin'
Do a hundred miles an hour without my seatbelt fastened
All that shit really stale, they ain't ever caught traction
Yeah, I'm still active, I'm really outside
Different levels to the game, I'll never resign
Put pressure on they neck, I'm ahead of the line
Made a billion off weed, I'm ahead of my time, Bern
Different level, cribs, I got several
In the cut, papered up, I'm just tryin' duck the devil
Yeah, another milli' on my schedule
Black cars and heavy metal
Different level, cribs, I got several
In the cut, papered up, I'm just tryin' duck the devil
Yeah, another milli' on my schedule
Black cars and heavy metal
Writer(s): Robert Da Man Mixon
