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penny & shaq - allblack lyrics

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[intro: offset jim]
yeah, broke -ss n-ggas
dtb, dtb
it’s jim n-gga

[chorus: allblack & offset jim]
jim what’s good, i’m on 580 on the way to the hood
finna get high, i’m on the afton to pick up some woods
i’m on them papers, the b-tch n-gga only thing i’ma smoke
i’m with that too, i got this torch with the stick in my coat
n-ggas don’t like us ’cause we up and they so d-mn broke
man that’s on them, my name jim, all i do is get dough
my name’s black and i’m ’bout racks, i ain’t stressin’ on sh-t
penny and shaq, that’s allblack and offset jim

[verse 1: offset jim]
you can catch up to my pimpin’, just stop savin’ b-tches
finna take the p-ssy, n-ggas out here rapin’ b-tches
never froze, never told, i can’t get exposed
life been clean cut but i got grimy ways
at an early age i figured out that crime pays
specializing in weapons since an adolescent
f-ck with black, i double back, i’m a f-ckin’ terrorist
all this damage that i do, cannot repair it
stare death in the face, tell him come back later
still thanking god, i owe him a hundred favors
always in the trenches, danger’s not a f-ckin’ stranger
don’t hit my dm with a threat, b-tch you gotta show me
target practice on your homies just for tryna ho me
keep a square b-tch lonely, scammers and prost-tutes only
target practice on your homies just for tryna ho me
keep a square b-tch lonely, scammers and prost-tutes only

[chorus: allblack & offset jim]
jim what’s good, i’m on 580 on the way to the hood
finna get high, i’m on the afton to pick up some woods
i’m on them papers, the b-tch n-gga only thing i’ma smoke
i’m with that too, i got this torch with the stick in my coat
n-ggas don’t like us ’cause we up and they so d-mn broke
man that’s on them, my name jim, all i do is get dough
my name’s black and i’m ’bout racks, i ain’t stressin’ on sh-t
penny and shaq, that’s allblack and offset jim

[verse 2: allblack]
your b-tch kept on f-ckin’ so she got sn-tched
i’ma run up out the ranch when i quit rap
in the casino so the thugs i know can shoot cr-ps
in the club spillin’ dog, loaded to the max
the whole game wearin’ cleats, runnin’ up the racks
and the whole gang bustin’ for me, i don’t need the strap
you out-of-towners come to cali then you gettin’ taxed
and stop asking where we going, b-tch sit back
your legs work, ain’t no sense in playing, get money
ain’t gotta whip it out, too many people vouching for me
i’m in the field, it’s off safety baby, school murphy
i’ve been tryna figure out why i’m so sc-mmy
i’m done with nine to five b-tches, three-oh-fours only
and if i tell you that i love you, baby don’t trust me
left the telly, slid to noho, i’m back in the trap
black and jim the new orlando penny and shaq

[chorus: allblack & offset jim]
jim what’s good, i’m on 580 on the way to the hood
finna get high, i’m on the afton to pick up some woods
i’m on them papers, the b-tch n-gga only thing i’ma smoke
i’m with that too, i got this torch with the stick in my coat
n-ggas don’t like us ’cause we up and they so d-mn broke
man that’s on them, my name jim, all i do is get dough
my name’s black and i’m ’bout racks, i ain’t stressin’ on sh-t
penny and shaq, that’s allblack and offset jim

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