Matte Black

[Intro: Yung Christ]
(You did good $l¡cκ)
(It's a SMASH!)
Wetto, Wetto, Wetto
Wetto, Wetto, Wetto
Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet

[Verse 1: Yung Christ]
I got the Glock in my yoga pants
Fμcκ¡ng that b¡tch in a yoga stance
Swanging that K' with an open stance
Loaded from smoking that opium
Stain a lil' boy in the clothes he's in
All of my walls, they closing in
51/50, they tryna come get me
Just minding my business and moseying
Matte black, smoking packs
Panic attacks, back to back
Xanax on my lap, debating, should I relapse?
But back to the hοє I was talking 'bout
I just wanna put it up in her mouth
Pimping up in my blood, what's up cuz?
Thugging that dirty South
Four letters, two numbers, b¡tch, Grey*59
Three fingers in the air, main b¡tch by my side
$licky pull up in a quarter mill'
And slaughtеr up your daughter
Yung Jesus with them Forgi wheels don't walk
Hе drive on water
Anytime, any place, any hood, any state
Good 'til it fμcκ¡ng ain't, woods to the fμcκ¡ng face
Riding with my baby sage, lines on expensive plates
Tears on my diamond chains, stoic never looking phased
Poet when I'm spitting game (Game)
Show me how that ρμѕѕy shaved (Shaved)
Dosage climbing with my shame (Shame)
Mama crying for my pain (Pain)
Will they ever understand?
Can I even help my dad?
Money fμcκ¡ng up my fam'
Giving untill there's nothing left
Pulling up in that latest (Dαmn!)
Choppa stay on me, don't need no hands
Prefer to be lonely, don't need no friends
Hοє we just fμcκ¡ng, I don't date fans
I'm with my cousin and talking plans
Went to my hood and I copped some land
Blowing through my money like Democrats
Two-step on the IRS, fμcκ a tax

[Verse 2: Oddy Nuff Da Snow Leopard]
Why the fμcκ you look to me for help?
There ain't an ace in the cards I was dealt
I'm 31, still don't know how to take care of myself
Honestly, I'm scared that I might melt
Leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt
Maybe in the next life I'll come back as a nice belt
Ion' know
There's a fine line between me and you
The biggest difference is I'll snort that ѕh¡t
And probably puke
Dodge and juke all the bullshit y'all try
And pull me through
But I'm still shining, baby girl wylin'
Catch me riding by with that look in my eyes
Palms start to sweat
By the way I'm gripping my nine
Yeah, I'm always on my toes
But I'm still the same height
Standing tall over my grave
Make sure it's filled with all the people
We supposedly saved
Make sure you throw the plaques in
And all the money we made
I can't put them on my wall
That ѕh¡t just ain't my taste
It ain't my taste, it ain't my taste!
Lil Shawty wanna marry me
I said "You're better off in debt"
If it didn't work out baby
I'll be real hard to forget
German whips and private jets
Private beaches to access
Fμcκ on me baby
I'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat
I ride for my family that's Grey*59
Try and be all I can be and not waste my time
On the brink of insanity, I can't make up my mind
Yeah, I battle my vanity and I think I'm blind

[Outro: Yung Christ & Oddy Nuff Da Snow Leopard]
Four letters, two numbers, b¡tch, Grey*59
Three fingers in the air
Three fingers in the air
Four letters, two numbers, b¡tch, Grey*59
Three fingers in the air, m-
Three fingers in the air, main
All about my family that's Grey*59
All about my family that's Grey*59
Try and be all I can be and I waste my ti-ti-ti-time
Try and be all I can be and I waste my time