Melanin

Lyrics

[Intro: Crash Rarri] (David, wake up) I ain't doin' no tit for tat I ain't doin' no mis or match You already know what the fuck the price is, man, we ain't changin' that Yeah (Aloy) (You know how the kid play) Crash Rarri, skrrt [Chorus: Crash Rarri] Don't do no tit for tat Don't do no mis and match You want that bags, you want that swag, it's thirty-two to be exact That price not different Know who you dealin' with Can't break down bowls or nothin', these niggas, these niggas penny pinch Can't bring no hoes around these niggas, they always tellin' shit Ain't got no 'Woods for none of these bales, I'm only sellin' it My brother stay around the brown, I call it melanin I'm out of town with thirty pounds, I'm finna mail it in, yeah [Verse 1: Crash Rarri] I'm finna mail it in, them niggas know I'm peddling Before I settle in, my homie need a three, so that's another tеn I could drive my shit up to the nat, he doublе what I spend You might as well just grab another two, that's what I recommend I might do a hand in hand 'cause that bitch, she gon' come with friends And they might get it wet just through the net like they came with Durant Quarterback it, touch down in the hood and watch it do a dance Spin and spin and spin and spin again, but I am not a fan Have you ever got turned on when you found out it land? It's somethin' sexy 'bout that money when it's in your hand Don't never show your hand, just wait until you win I like to flex them bands, I know they watch again [Chorus: Crash Rarri] Don't do no tit for tat Don't do no mis and match You want that bags, you want that swag, it's thirty-two to be exact That price not different Know who you dealin' with Can't break down bowls or nothin', these niggas, these niggas penny pinch Can't bring no hoes around these niggas, they always tellin' shit Ain't got no 'Woods for none of these bales, I'm only sellin' it My brother stay around the brown, I call it melanin I'm out of town with thirty pounds, I'm finna mail it in, yeah [Verse 2: Sada Baby] These niggas corny, they do anything for Instagram I got a junkie that do anything for Phenergan Huh, better watch that rapping, go from in the booth to in the alley Huh, in a body bag, huh, nah, in a garbage can Listen, hold up, bitch, I'm servin' honest Uh, swerve the foreign, clutch my chopper Huh, custos at my trap house shopping Huh, red my hue, I stunt with a rocket With white and blues, not patriotic I'm still a star, my security popping Huh, bandana spangled, my private Huh, I'm known to mangle entendres Listen, huh, press a button like I had just picked up the remote Huh, new rose gold off coke (Ah, yeah) Huh, Scuba iced up off dope Hit that r— Hit that road Uh, his ho call me the GOAT Huh, put ding-a-ling down her throat Huh, up that chimney, chasin' the smoke [Chorus: Crash Rarri] Don't do no tit for tat Don't do no mis and match You want that bags, you want that swag, it's thirty-two to be exact That price not different Know who you dealin' with Can't break down bowls or nothin', these niggas, these niggas penny pinch Can't bring no hoes around these niggas, they always tellin' shit Ain't got no 'Woods for none of these bales, I'm only sellin' it My brother stay around the brown, I call it melanin I'm out of town with thirty pounds, I'm finna mail it in, yeah [Outro] (Aloy) (You know how the kid play) (David, wake up)