Song Details: Matte Black Song is sung by $UICIDEBOY$. The song is from the album Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation.
Matte Black Lyrics
[Intro: $crim]
(You did good $lick)
(It’s a SMASH!)
Wetto, wetto, wetto
Wetto, wetto, wetto
Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
[Verse 1: $crim]
I got a Glock in my yoga pants
Fucking that bitch in the yoga stance
Swingin’ that K’ wit’ an open stance
Loaded from smoking that opium
Stain all that boy in the clothes he in
All of my walls they closing in
51-50, they tryna come get me
Just minding my business and moseying
Matte black, smokin’ packs
Panic attacks, back to back
Xanax on my lap, debating, should I relapse?
But back to the hoe I was talkin’ bout’
I just wanna put it up in her mouth
Pimpin’ up in my blood, what’s up cuz?
Stacking that dirty South
Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey59 Three fingers in the air, main bitch by my side $licky pull up in thе quarter mill and slaughter up your daughter Yung Jеsus with them Forgi wheels, don’t walk he drive on water Any time, any place, any hood, any state Good ’til it fuckin’ ain’t, woods to the fucking face Riding with my baby sage lines on expensive plates Tears on my diamond chains, throw up [?] Throw up when I’m spitting game Show me how that pussy shaved Doses climbin’ with my shame Momma crying for my pain Pray to ever understand, can I even know my debt Money fuckin’ up my fam’, giving em’ till there’s nothing left Pulling up in that [?] Choppa stay on me don’t need no hands Prefer to be loney don’t need no friends Hope we just fuck and I don’t catch feelings I’m with my cousin and talkin’ plans Went to my hood and I copped some land Thumbin’ through money like Democrats [?] [Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry] Why the fuck you look to me for help? There ain’t a ace in the cards I was delt I’m 31, still don’t know how to take care of myself Honestly I’m scared that I might melt Leave me all a bunch of black spots on a white pelt Maybe in the next life I’ll come back as a nice belt, Ion’ know There’s a fine line between me and you The biggest difference is I’ll snort that shit and probably puke Dodge and juke all the bullshit y’all try pull me through But I’m still shining, baby girl wiling Catch me riding by with that look in my eyes Palms start to sweat, by the way I’m gripping my .9, yeah I’m always on my toes but I’m still the same height Standing tall above my grave Make sure it’s filled with all the people we supposedly saved Make sure you throw the plaques then all of the money we made I can’t put them on my wall, that shit just ain’t my taste It ain’t my taste, it ain’t my taste! Shawty wanna marry me, I said you’re better off in debt If it didn’t work out baby, I’ll be real hard to forget German whips and private jets, private beaches to access Fuck on me baby, I’m still a mess and no that ain’t a threat All about my family that’s Grey59
Try be all I can be and I waste my time
On the brink of insanity, I can’t make up my mind
Yeah I battled my vanity and I think that I’m blind
[Outro: $crim & Ruby da Cherry]
Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey59 Three fingers in the air Three fingers in the air Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey59
Three fingers in the air, m-
Three fingers in the air, main
All about my family that’s Grey59 All about my family that’s Grey59
Try be all I can be and I waste my ti-ti-ti-time
Try be all I can be and I waste my time
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