Tekst piosenki
This that shit you play real loud
This that shit to bump the crowd
This that shit when you smoke that loud
This that shit when you feel the sound
(x2)
I’m sippin on suns
Watch me take off
While I take another bullet
For a fallen victim
This the type of shit
That make you wanna cum
Have fun with a lot of drugs
Drink so much
I can’t feel my tongue
I’m on a run taking off
My jacket cause the room
So cold getting to old to
Feel this way now
My thoughts are sold
Unfolded for the one
That gonna listen
Cause this shit be poppin
Like the teens at clubs
Wash it all down
With a bottle of my heineken
Bangers in the club
Make a teen like me
Feel easy like a game
Level replayed
And when I get paid
Man I hope I die
Cause when I turn 25
I’ll say goodbyes
Got a couples minutes
On the timer don’t kill it
Wasting my life writing
Dumb shit lyrics
And this the kind of shit
That make you wanna rock
Your body to the beats so fast
That’ll make you wanna pop
Lock and drop the bullshit
Cause I’d rather get you moving
Bring back classics
Got you ladies swooning
Cause this the type of shit
To make me so anxious
When I see you bop him
I wanna slit my damn wrists
HOOK
THIS IS FOR MY BLACK BOOK
THIS IS FOR THE FAKE FRIENDS
THIS THE TYPE MUSIC
YOU’LL BE BLASTING IN YOUR NEW BENZ
THIS IS FOR MY BLACK BOOK
THIS IS FOR THE TWEAKERS
THIS THE TYPE OF SHIT YOU
BUMPIN IN YOUR MOMMA SPEAKERS
THIS MY FUCKING BLACK BOOK
THIS IS WHERE THE SHIT ENDS
I COULDN’T GIVE A FLYING FUCK
I COULD KILL MYSELF AGAIN
BLACK BOOK
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