Black Girl Lost

Hello?

What's up, girl?

Ain't nothin', this nigga in here stressin'

Talkin' that old off-the-wall back-to-Africa shit again

What, that God body shit?

Yeah, that dumb shit, I'm tryin' to get up out of here

I hear that, but, yo, you know the spot is pumpin' tonight

Word, for real, where?

You know, where the real niggas is poppin' the Cristal

Not that White Star

Ha-ha, word, where the real niggas at?

Yo, they just want a nigga to lose; Mayweather-Pac-Man

Government don't play fair, they'd rather backhand

Cops killin' us left and right, pray for the black man

I'm tryin' to get that Creflo Dollar, faithfully stack bands

And, listen, I refuse to let 'em jack the O.G

Yeah, you's a nigga like a black emoji

I got the LTE flows, you niggas still a 4G

I'm Nino Brown on a roof and you got to go, G

Am I my brother's keeper?

My brother keep a (-) on the hip, not a beeper, he the reaper

Black hoodie on, turn you to a hard sleeper

Turn your peoples into weepers, your chick a leaper

Jumped on your boy and gave it to me for cheaper

Probably cause you shallow and my pockets is deeper

I just want it on a late night, he could keep her

Pick her up in the Wrangler, jeepers creepers

Scary movie, she be runnin', but she keep fallin'

Now she ballin', she love it that my seats' Spalding

That's ball leather, it gets cooler like fall weather

We meet up at the Four Seasons, that's all weather

The sad part: he don't even know he lost her

He don't drink, but she do say he double-crossed her

You probably won't get that 'til you look at the bottle

There's a message in it, baby, just look in the bottom

Shorty, don't lose yourself tryin' to look like these models

Cause it's way more to life than bookings and bottles

Lookin' for follows, up for swallow

Some nigga with a big cheque, yeah, you lookin' for lotto

Owe you dollar and a dream, bitches Powerball bitches

Win 4Life, Mega Millions, pick four bitches

Lookin' for a nigga that's 6'4", bitches

Settin' thirst traps, got to click more pictures

That's a lick for bitches, ride the dick, raw bitches

Have a baby by the nigga, make him trick more riches

Damn, she just want to play with them boss toys

Lex' coupes, the Beamers and the Benz, Lost Boys

Think they got a good one, lock her down and wife her

Found out she a scared bitter, not a lifer

Couple rappers in her circle, pussy in a cypher

Fucked the boss and the shooter, she Michelle Pfeiffer

Scarface shit, caption like 'I only fuck with bosses'

'The biggest ones, #TheRickRosses'

Yeah, you with the winnin' team, but you takin' losses

Shout-out to the college girls out here takin' courses

Just because they in school, but never get no credit

We follow hoes that don't know where they headed

But I ain't preachin', I ain't tryin' minister nothin'

But fuck a bag, you better get a business or somethin'

You better stack this and flip instead of spinnin' some stuntin'

Before your dope boy boo catch a sentence or somethin'

Cause I, I remember how that girl flossed

Now look at her, that girl lost