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E the Profit - Black Sweets Lyrics



E the Profit - Black Sweets Lyrics




Black sweets, and I got two bitches in my backseat, athlete, I've been running game just like a track meet, math geek I'm still counting money up from last week, watching what I eat so I ain't worried bout no rap beef

How she want me now but she was cool on me last week, drop another hit and tell em put it on my rap sheet, she think I'm the shit I tell her girl I am exactly, hit her when she mad at you and I'm a do it gladly

E the profit diamonds on my watch tell me it's demon time, heaven sent this nine right on my hip that shit my peace of mind, worried bout no bitch I'm tryina get rich I'm passing easy dimes, if I die my girl gone die with me like she Eva Braun

Ballin like I'm evil Bron, back in Miami
Rapper weed cop it by the ounce we don't do grammies, SRT hellcat bout to pounce I don't do camrys, take my kids kick her out the house I can't do nannies

Black sweets, and I got two bitches in my backseat, athlete, I've been running game just like a track meet, math geek I'm still counting money up from last week, watching what I eat so I ain't worried bout no rap beef

How she want me now but she was cool on me last week, drop another hit and tell em put it on my rap sheet, she think I'm the shit I tell her girl I am exactly, hit her when she mad at you and I'm a do it gladly

Okay I move smooth
Booling with my dog this ain't blues clues
Make her get to stepping like she duke deuce

Baby this that new new
Apples grapes and oranges I got juice too
Give yo girl a life that she ain't used to

I'm just getting loose boo
Chain on me it's hanging like a noose ou
Way too many options I can't choose who

She down for the crew cool, she think I'm the shit, I said it's mutual, same city i just got a new view

Plus I got theses Black sweets, and I got two bitches in my backseat, athlete, I've been running game just like a track meet, math geek I'm still counting money up from last week, watching what I eat so I ain't worried bout no rap beef

How she want me now but she was cool on me last week, drop another hit and tell em put it on my rap sheet, she think I'm the shit I tell her girl I am exactly, hit her when she mad at you and I'm a do it gladly
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Black sweets, and I got two bitches in my backseat, athlete, I've been running game just like a track meet, math geek I'm still counting money up from last week, watching what I eat so I ain't worried bout no rap beef

How she want me now but she was cool on me last week, drop another hit and tell em put it on my rap sheet, she think I'm the shit I tell her girl I am exactly, hit her when she mad at you and I'm a do it gladly

E the profit diamonds on my watch tell me it's demon time, heaven sent this nine right on my hip that shit my peace of mind, worried bout no bitch I'm tryina get rich I'm passing easy dimes, if I die my girl gone die with me like she Eva Braun

Ballin like I'm evil Bron, back in Miami
Rapper weed cop it by the ounce we don't do grammies, SRT hellcat bout to pounce I don't do camrys, take my kids kick her out the house I can't do nannies

Black sweets, and I got two bitches in my backseat, athlete, I've been running game just like a track meet, math geek I'm still counting money up from last week, watching what I eat so I ain't worried bout no rap beef

How she want me now but she was cool on me last week, drop another hit and tell em put it on my rap sheet, she think I'm the shit I tell her girl I am exactly, hit her when she mad at you and I'm a do it gladly

Okay I move smooth
Booling with my dog this ain't blues clues
Make her get to stepping like she duke deuce

Baby this that new new
Apples grapes and oranges I got juice too
Give yo girl a life that she ain't used to

I'm just getting loose boo
Chain on me it's hanging like a noose ou
Way too many options I can't choose who

She down for the crew cool, she think I'm the shit, I said it's mutual, same city i just got a new view

Plus I got theses Black sweets, and I got two bitches in my backseat, athlete, I've been running game just like a track meet, math geek I'm still counting money up from last week, watching what I eat so I ain't worried bout no rap beef

How she want me now but she was cool on me last week, drop another hit and tell em put it on my rap sheet, she think I'm the shit I tell her girl I am exactly, hit her when she mad at you and I'm a do it gladly
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