concert blacks

Lyrics
[Intro: fuckface, chicagoland] Man, fuckface gon' drop some stupid shit, I'm telling you It's what he do best, he gon'—, he gon'— (Yeah) (Yeah) White boy of the month in this bitch [Verse 1: fuckface] I'm on something perverted, worth it My family tells me I deserve it, perfect You can tell me otherwise, I've heard it (No, no, no, no, get MCM on this shit) [Verse 2: my cat mochi, fuckface] The impression you're under, it's wrong Open up your eyes and feel that rhythm I can show a stiff like you just how to have some fun (Yeah) My man a straight-up twink, remove the "up" Too woke muhfuckers gon' be like, "What the fuck?" I can work some out if you give me trust (Believe it) I'm gon' go everywhere but nowhere with this lust (He means it) [Chorus: fuckface] Come on your concert blacks (Google what to do 'bout that) Come on your concert blacks (Then hit me back) Come on your concert blacks (Parents'll freak if they catch) Come on your concert blacks (But we've practiced some attacks) [Bridge: fuckface, chicagoland] Come on your concert blacks, it's a damn shame (Damn) The thought of it's on your nerves but in your brain You think that it's hot but people'll call you insane It's not your fault you've got so much game (That's right) [Chorus: fuckface] Come on your concert blacks (Google what to do 'bout that) Come on your concert blacks (Then hit me back) Come on your concert blacks (Parents'll freak if they catch) Come on your concert blacks (But we've practiced some attacks) [Outro: my cat mochi, still-life starlet] C-U-M on your concert B-L-acks C-U-M on your concert B-L-acks (How to get) C-U-M on your concert B-L-acks (Come off of your concert blacks) C-U-M on your concert B-L-acks (Oh god)
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Credits
- Writers
- fuckface
- ghostholding