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black tee - eratik lyrics

[intro: eratik]
(…stack to the ceiling
tried to relate but the n*gga didn’t get it (aye, aye)
throw that ass to the left, make the sh*t shake the building (aye)
just do it, hit the lil’ jit in some nikes
can’t let the lil’ sh*t excite me
he wanna try me, could leave his ass stuck onna iv
lucky i’m wearing a white*)

[verse 1: eratik]
shoutout to the monkeys (who you is?)
lil boy always stay in the middle
when you been where i been and you seen what i seen
then you know when the f*ck to get little (vroom)
n*ggas think they some wolves in a pack
but the fact, is y’all more like some skittles (sweet)
bunch of sweet n*ggas actin real sour
i get it, you got a lil green with a little comital, but f*ck it (ching)
i just been working my ass off (yeah)
f*ck a white tee, let me go take my cap off (yeah)
feeling so sick that i might put the mask on (yeah)
know how to rock it, you might as well blast off (go)
cause now i got a black tee on, f*ck it let’s make it red
f*ck number 2, rather fill him with lead
don’t move around mellow, put three to yo head
then shoot it mid range so he see why he dead
grown man running a page about drama
young n*gga please get the f*ck out the bed
stay spreading rumors, but no sense of humor
when i come press the issue, you panic instead (ha)
play it cordial, even though i don’t f*ck with it
word ’bout young ‘ratik, my n*gga don’t f*ck with him
last n*gga tried him, he did his ass grimey
then f*cked with ole girl, you could tell he on timing
[chorus: eratik]
ain’t even on top yet, but feel like i’m winning
might run up the score till’ it stack to the ceiling
tried to relate but the n*gga didn’t get it
throw that ass to the left, make the sh*t shake the building
just do it, hit the lil’ jit in some nikes
can’t let the lil’ sh*t excite me
he wanna try me, could leave his ass stuck onna iv
l*, i ain’t wearing a white tee this time

[verse 2: eratik]
she said ya name with a j, you a gemini too
c*cky as f*ck, baby thats a red flag
girl you a fool, sh*t you must be confused
type of sh*t i do to you, give reason to brag (ha)
throw in the the towel while i hit from the back
then we facetime yo n*gga, take pictures on snap
the quality better, he see how i clap
so he bust in the door, aw that lil n*gga mad
thought they caught a young n*gga lacking
lil dummy, that’s bestie, y’all dumb n*ggas always be messy (no)
n*ggas know that i don’t cap in my rap
got some bands in the sack but i’m tryna get plenty (ova’ there)
they like jordan, why you gotta be petty
i’m not, see a p*ssy, i have to got pet ’em
“why you keep dissing the same n*ggas man?”
well these f*ck n*ggas boring, ain’t n0body test me
it’s likely if you didn’t like me
i punked yo b*tch ass or i just took ya wifey (yup)
maybe i came, put my knee on yo neck checked yo b*tch ass like you sponsored by nike
it’s n0body like me, i’ll come in this b*tch shooting sh*t like i’m spike lee
and go write a pop song, and might use a type beat
i’m already great and i know that i’m great
is that really a crime (word)
[chorus: eratik]
i ain’t even on top yet, but feel like i’m winning
might run up the score till’ it stack to the ceiling
tried to relate but the n*gga didn’t get it
throw that ass to the left, make the sh*t shake the building
just do it, hit the lil’ jit in some nikes
can’t let the lil’ sh*t excite me
he wanna try me, could leave his ass stuck onna iv
l*, i ain’t wearing a white tee this time

- eratik lyrics

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