Black Tee

Chorus

I rob in my black tee

Get licks in my black tee

All in ur house searchin for bricks in my black tee

Verse 1

I hit the scene, black scene in an all black shirt

Black mask on my face

Leave all yall murk

2 bricks, 20 stacks, and 30 pounds of the perk

and a nigga stash house straight

I'm a lick-hit nigga

All i do is do dirt

Leave a red blood stain on ur all white shirt

Gucci man so gutter, I steal money from ur purse

Lay out in your yard, robbin while u go to church

Verse 2

Ak-47 to 11 in my black tee

I'm riddin in my chevy

Police heavy, they can't catch me

I rob in my black tee

I mob in my black tee

Switch up and change cloths

A fter my job in my black tee

Niggas don't even kno me

When i have in my black tee

Murder we a nigga

Catch a cab on a back street

I ain't sellin dope

I'm in the lab in my white tee

I always pack a pistol

for them crabs tryin to jack me

chorus

Verse 3

Yes, see that, i'm peepin the scene

In my black tee

With a black fitted cap

And air max

To match my black tee

**** a white tee

I look shady in my black tee

Getting licks and sending niggaz to Grady

In my black tee

Black joggin pants,

But ain't no runnin in my black tee

I'm in all black

So i get more shine off my gold teeth

Ain't no hatin

Cuz real niggaz wear what they wanna wear

The eastside never kill niggaz

And we never kill

Verse 4

I look mean in my black tee

Stacks in my black tee

Cadillac on black

We tote gats in our black tee

Chevy on them 23's

Dependin on how u live

On the Block**** my eenemies

***hoes in my black tee

Shawty says she like me

Cuz i move early

The feds try indite me

I heared it from amigo

Escalades and condo

Black tees and weed

Talkin **** to ur stank hoes

Shine on my black tee

shread in my gold teeth

teepees and

deebees

chorus

Verse 5

Be dressed off in my black tee

Fitted hat, black gat

And some accesseries

Black rag, black mask

And a gold grill

Sometimes them pants come down

Do it all for the thrill

A nigga might get shout

A nigga might get killed

In my black tee

In your house, yeah nigga

And I'm lookin for those keys

I hope i find a rubberband

Stacked with that cheese

If we fire too much

*** it, nigga, let him bleed

Never again

Let a nigga live that squealed on me

Let him kno that I'm a hard head

Nigga from the east

With that anger

Inflict pain in my black tee

Take him to the concrete

Count 123

Verse 6

send me the apology

This is our philosophy

Got to floss my black tee

Problems i don't have

Scatterd to the last penny

Damage in that cash register

so my hustle

I'm thirsty for the next level

With my feins

Bless the world in like 60 secounds.