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Correct Black Cat Lyrics
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Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past Same night me and Debo took the Mazda, bih we crashed Bentley Bentayga, snapping like I lost a fucking crab They caught the helicopter, I don't want y'all to think I'm tryna flex Nigga, what's your f'n problem? I'm on that Effen vodka, smoking gas Yeah, beep, beep, I'm the nigga roadrunning to that cash Fuck a frisbee, I'll spin n' bend a nigga like I'm Taz Fuck my daddy, I can't believe I nutted out your sack Fuck my daddy nigga, it's me and my momma sons like I'm Nash I named my son King, put this crown on, fuck a ski mask I swear to God, I get a hard on when this heat blast Type it like a spacebar, fuck a keypad, think I keep that Mac Hot shifter, can't control my pace, command, delete his ass Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past I'm hooked on phonics, hooked on Phoenix balling like I'm Steven Nash Promise you ain't see me, I was in Buffalo with Ray How you finna cut the hole, we all just bad In Charlotte, made a movie with that poker, left a scab In Raleigh, fell in love with fraud, Tyler on that slazz Steady scheming, burying cheese and burying pieces in the grass Controversy between the both supremacies, they gone be mad Martin Luther King, last night I had a dream about his ass No Rosa Parks, them shooters posted in the back Nelson Mandela, rocking Maison Margielas, remember wearing Shaqs Life's a gamble, play the hands they dealt me I'm a wizard at blackjack In the Jaguar XF, putting a spell on you late night in the black cat Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past
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