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Black Tint Lyrics

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[Intro: Oktane]
Yeah
She ain't even feelin' to play no games this shit look here, this that
South Side, huh

[Verse 1: Oktane]
You can catch me ridin' 'round the
Ridin' 'round the city smokin' marijuana
Passengers smokin' with me with a big behind
[?] them titties, took my time
Had to get it, now the city rockin' with us
Ask me how it feel, it feel good to be back
Never left, oh, I had to get it stack, stack
Never stressed, oh, my dreads braided to the back
Fuck your dress code, show up to your party all black
Squad, squad, oh my god, yo hoe get up a facade
A mirage, if your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so you cannot see inside
All rise, I'ma be a West nigga till I die
This that bop, that [?], that bop, yeah that [?]
They can't stop us, I'm hot from my dress to my socks
I.E. that's my city but I rap though
So get right, or you feel me get left, get [?]

[Hook: Oktane]
Squad, squad, oh my god, yo hoe get up a facade
A mirage, if your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so you cannot see inside
Squad, squad, oh my god, yo hoe get up a facade
A mirage, if your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so you cannot see inside
(All rise)

[Interlude]

[Verse 2: Price]
Kickin' down the front door, real soldiers don't sneak through
You got motives, my nigga, already peeped you
Cook the beat up, now I'm kicking flavor like Sheek Louch
Cop some Vans from the mail, I might hit the sheets too
Another day of a king lost in I.E
Still accepting cards from my lil brodie Big P
Rappers come to Cali claiming games, this shit is lame
Niggas dotting on the pen trying to make it outta the game
We the last lights to shine on the darkness, I grew up heartless
Waking up, sore on the carpet, one room apartment
You grew up with a yard playing Halo and laptopping
I grew up going hard, shooting dice, slap-boxing that Snoop, Daz and Pac shit
I need to get paid like as soon as the cab stopping
Make a billion off rapping, Me dying's the last option
All about my math like I'm graph
Watchin' real boss put money in my staff pockets
Multiple businesses I'm [?]
Gotta hit Forbes side
A nigga blowed and still get more high
No new faces still with the core guys
Hit the pressure flip to the boardslide
For me, a new year's just more grind
For you, more excuses and more lies
Show you the way like a tour guide
But still your soul went astray, damn
I ain't going away, I'm growing away
Gotta watch how you move and watch what you say
Just keeping it G, you can't put your trust in one these days

[Hook: Oktane]
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade
A mirage
If your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so you cannot see inside
Squad, squad, oh my god
Yo hoe get up a facade
A mirage
If your head open up your eyes
Black tint will be grind so you cannot see inside
(All rise, all rise, all rise)
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