Lyrics

(Black Market)
I'll put a switch on it
Look, I'll put a switch on a Glock 9
I'll put a switch on it
I'll put a switch on a Glock 9
I'll put a switch on a Glock 9, I'll put it
I'll put a switch on a Glock 9, it's glitchin' and stuff
Can smell when it's Percs around, I be itchin' and stuff
My lil' ho that I be high, she be pickin' me up
She be mad I threw five-percent tint on the truck
I'll break the gun down, put the clip in my nuts
Off them Percs, I done almost put my dick in her butt
Tried to slide and got killed, in the snow, he got stuck
Tryna tell her ain't a difference 'tween a ho and a slut
**** really think they tough 'til I hit 'em with a slug
High as hell up in this bitch, that's why my face got a mug
Throwin' B's around this bitch, you would think I'm from the Buck
Big Blood shit, **** really dip when I come
Draco on my side, I'll shoot a hundred just for nothin'
**** bluffin', I can tell these **** never seen a hundred
I went to Gary for my gold, I can't believe y'all Jordan and Hutchin'
I really used to hoop for real, I could've made it to the Ruckers
Four grams of Black Gelato got me stuck
FN got codeine in it, have a **** slumped
**** think about touchin' YSR gon' get him jumped
Made 40K off GG #4, it was Runtz
Big chopper in my granny basement, call that bitch Grump
He was hard in the streets, up in jail, he a punk
I'll catch a **** with his girl while at lunch
**** trappin' all day, gave a hundred to my son
Bullets long as hell like the braids up on Coolio
Pop a **** middle of a bar, ran in the studio
Twelve hundred for the Pradas, could've did the Guccis, though
If I wet a pussy ****, do that mean I got a coochie soaked?
Trappin', but not part-time, seven days a week
Shot the Patriot, I can show you how to cave a Jeep
I can tell you ain't got no pape', everything be leased
No funny shit, but I'll slide and I'll blaze the street
Written by: Tarius Warren
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