letra de matte black - 8percent
[chorus: 8percent]
new whip matte black, don’t touch (don’t touch)
this a pedal come through, and i punch (and i punch)
had your b-tch come through, that’s lunch (that’s lunch)
she be actin’ too dramatic, i’m a blue strip addict
gotta have it ’til a f-ckboy run (boy run)
two shots, too hot like the sun (like the sun)
all i got new opps in the blunt (in the blunt)
p-ssy boy don’t let me pass it
make some real expensive fabrics lil’ b-tch
(lil’ b-tch, lil’b-tch, lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch, lil’b-tch)
[verse 1: astrus-]
see, i usually brag, but today i give thanks
thanks to the zeroes i haul in this bank
thank you to dustus, ciscaux, and nathan
thank you to the cake that’s all in my face
thanks to the opps, ’cause i’m always ten toes
thanks to my b-tch and thanks to your hoe
switch them out any time i get bored
made a hoe last live and off of two core
i’m drunk and i’m high, so f-ck it i’ll drive
talk to me straight, or f-ck it, you die
two bad hoes and both of them bi
still collecting checks, first shoe in this ride
god d-mn, swear i’ve been the man
swear i’ve got the whole world up in my hand
got l.v stamps on the shoes and the pants
wish for it all man, shout-out to fans, “thank you!”
[chorus: 8percent]
new whip matte black, don’t touch (don’t touch)
this a pedal come through, and i punch (and i punch)
had your b-tch come through, that’s lunch (that’s lunch)
she be actin’ too dramatic, i’m a blue strip addict
gotta have it ’til a f-ckboy run (boy run)
two shots, too hot like the sun (like the sun)
all i got new opps in the blunt (in the blunt)
p-ssy boy don’t let me pass it
make some real expensive fabrics lil’ b-tch (lil’ b-tch)
[verse 2: ciscaux]
i got full designers on, it’s a runway
pop a pill in the drink, it’s the fun way
b-tch i’ve been stuck in first, it’s a fun race
every time i step in the club they say “woo”
“wait, who that motherf-cker with the prada on the shoes
and the bad b-tches won’t stop tuggin’ on his sleeve?”
my friends like, “wait that’s you!”, oh yeah, that’s me!
she done told you twice and you still ain’t listenin’
she ain’t f-ck with you if you ain’t got dividends
sweet brown girl with a ten like cinnamon
visitin’ the clubs on tour, like go michigan
summa cum laude, shawty give good brain
just touchdown the dollars keeping wood grain
my ex still keep up, that’s that good hay
this one’s for you, tell your friend that i said, “hey!”
[chorus: 8percent]
new whip matte black, don’t touch (don’t touch)
this a pedal come through, and i punch (and i punch)
had your b-tch come through, that’s lunch (that’s lunch)
she be actin’ too dramatic, i’m a blue strip addict
gotta have it ’til a f-ckboy run (boy run)
two shots, too hot like the sun (like the sun)
all i got new opps in the blunt (in the blunt)
p-ssy boy don’t let me pass it
make some real expensive fabrics
lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch, lil’b-tch, lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch
lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch
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