Black Blend
Chorus:

Smoking by the tons, give a fuck about my lungs
Ain't got no addiction,I just blow it for some fun
Sipping Black Blend, Purple candy on my tongue
Woke up at eleven, had a steak for the brunch

Verse:

Rockstar with no band
Flames in my hand
Mixing pure liquor with the coke, Black Blend
Homies in my crib
Turnt up on this jam
One of them is cramming, he might throw up in the sink
Bitch I'm not basic
Yea I got some rank
Lit like a star way better than your man
Swimming with the sharks ten years in this game
Beware if you diss me they won't give you second chance
This ain't mumble rap,Shut your fucking rant
I got real bars if a rappеr takes a stance
You don't like my flow
Wеll I don't give a damn
Bitch you follow crowd,I'm the one who set trends
You ain't got class You're wack, bitch!
I got everything that you lack, bitch!
Cash in my black backpack, bitch!
She got pussy on lock Imma hack, bitch!

Chorus:

Smoking by the tons, give a fuck about my lungs
Ain't got no addiction,I just blow it for some fun
Sipping Black Blend, Purple candy on my tongue
Woke up at eleven, had a steak for the brunch

Outro:
(Indistinct vocals)