BLACKJACK 2019 Amine; YBN Cordae
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Artist: Amine; YBN Cordae

Album: BLACKJACK

Release time: 07-02-2019

BlackJack(Remix|Clean) - Aminé/YBN Cordae

Lyrics by:Adam Aminé Daniel/Marc Leveret/Cordae Dunston

Composed by:Adam Aminé Daniel/Marc Leveret/Cordae Dunston/Davon Jamison/Irv "Pasque" Mejia

Produced by:Adam Aminé Daniel/Davon Jamison/Irv "Pasque" Mejia

I just bought a new grill yah

Shining like a new whip true

Adam got a new drip s**t

I'm a nappy-headed Black lil' cool kid ah

Yeah I stack that make that break that take that

Got a hundred ways I can flip that get back

All up in the money just to get back b***h back up

No you probably need a tic tac it's that hunh

B***h you frontin' on me yo

Why you wanna act like this why

Rollie on my wrist so she wanna have kids true

Cuffs on my wrist so the cops don't trip

I-I'm too fly to fight yup

Can't afford my price no

This a white tee clean

B***h bite me hey

I'm on a high I'm on a high

They on the low they on the low

You killin' my vibe killin' it

Get out my zone get out my zone

Said I'm on a high I'm on a high

They on the low you on the low

You killin' my vibe killin' it

Get out my zone get out my zone

I'm the best in the group chat true

My n***as won't admit that no

31 hoes in my facetime

And I'm the one to hoop that yee

Rockin' and rollin' like JackBlack yoo

Schoolin' you n***as like JackBlack yah

How could you not like JackBlack how

I put that on my mama n***a no cap huh

Look I hand it to Yos

Hey he hand it to Jon he do

Shawty wanna f**k for a picture

Bi-b***h this ain't a groupon no

This that CLBN true

Go ahead bump it with mom do

Said she want a spot on my list please

I told her go pray to your God

I need to go to church

Yeah I dig that flip that make that check back

When I wanna get it back ASAP

It's that young n***a back no six pack f**k that

I'm too rich for the chit-chat young Black

I'm too fly to fight yup

Can't afford my price no

This a white tee clean

B***h bite me hey

I'm on a high I'm on a high

They on the low they on the low

You killin' my vibe killin' it

Get out my zone get out my zone

Said I'm on a high I'm on a high

They on the low you on the low

You killin' my vibe killin' it

Get out my zone get out my zone

Get out my zone goin' insane

I got that drip whether snow or the rain

Face call good but they knowing my name

I'm smokin' that gas hit the shoulder the pain

In a Rover a Range ain't no slow in my lane

Head for the top blood cold in my veins

So a n***a better step back catch that

Beat you like your stepdad

Cop a new whip s**t jet Black bet that

Stop the braggin' fly I can shock Aladdin

Do a 100 while the cops is passin'

And the chopper blastin'

N***a f**kin' caught you lackin'

Rap n***as be Oscar-actin'

We never worry them pockets packin'

I watch and learn in a proper fashion

Boy you is weak you is not a savage

Why do you have to be problematic

I'm on a high I'm on a high

They on the low they on the low

You killin' my vibe killin' it

Get out my zone get out my zone

Said I'm on a high I'm on a high

They on the low you on the low

You killin' my vibe killin' it

Get out my zone get out my zone

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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