BLACK MAMBA Lyrics

Hold up

Told them I'm back what's my status, renowned

Watching the throne better hand me the crown

Rock a fella if my name in his mouth

All these bands it's getting harder to count

Only 15 I'm the hottest one out

Stand on my words I'm passing that around

Taking my time I'm on a higher route

Watching the tides I'm waiting for a drought

And they know what it is

Ball on them like I'm the black mamba

Said I stay with the gang, we attract commas

This my year said we finna attack harder

Like black mamas

Half of these artists I swear man they can't even rap proper

Step in the spot imma go up

If I'm on the beat they gon' call me a black Dahmer

Turn me up

They better turn me up

They better turn me up

I told them they better turn me up

What, what, I told them they better turn me up

What, what, I said they better turn me up

They already get the vision

Y'all already know what I'm on

I'm cutting lames out the picture

Can't stifle my visions

That's just my philosophy

Lot of these people I talk to is wannabes

She on my line said she wanting a lot of me

There go my ego

The one things that's wrong with me

Stack up my Fritos

It look like monopoly

They judging off what they see through the peephole

Or based off the words that they got off the grape vine

Can't claim a snake as my kin

Know it ain't mine

Try to be real with my words

They can't take mine

Shorty she saying two things at the same time

She love it when my arm upon her waistline

Success or fame

Man it's forming a gray line

Right now on the low end let's take out the baseline

Behemoth in sheep's clothes from the east coast, winning

I ain't even tryna snake

Only advance as long as my bro's winning

I just keep it on the low

Moving in silence, man I'm so timid

Talking crazy, cross on ya dome

Looking like the pope

Got my windows tinted

Hold up

Told them I'm back what's my status, renowned

Watching the throne better hand me the crown

Rock a fella if my name in his mouth

All these bands it's getting harder to count

Only 15 I'm the hottest one out

Stand on my words I'm passing that around

Taking my time I'm on a higher route

Watching the tides I'm waiting for a drought

And they know what it is

Ball on them like I'm the black mamba

Said I stay with the gang, we attract commas

This my year said we finna attack harder

Like black mamas

Half of these artists I swear man they can't even rap proper

Step in the spot imma go up

If I'm on the beat they gon' call me a black dahmer

Turn me up

They better turn me up

They better turn me up

I told them they better turn me up

What, what, I told them they better turn me up

What, what, I said they better turn me up