NBA YoungBoy - Black Lyrics Original Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WFBVYRy962k All credit goes to the Legendary Nba YoungBoy for this masterpiece Black Lyrics [Intro] Hm, hm, hm, mm Pull up, G-Wagon, huh, mm Mm Different, mm (They hoes) Uh, hey, yeah, uh-huh (These niggas, they hoes) We don't fuck with these niggas, they hoes (What?) Fire, bitch, gang, uh, uh, uh (We don't fuck with these niggas, they hoes) Mm, mm (I don't fuck with these niggas, they hoes) [Verse] Who the fuck is lil' shawty? (Fuck is lil' shawty?) Where the fuck is yo' nigga? (Fuck is yo' nigga?) How you get to this party? Don't bring Backwoods, I like Swishers I gotta Draco in the sack now, shoot the car, tryna knock out the engine (Boom, baow, baow) I keep this shit kickin' on top of my pendant Dirty rod in my pouch, gotta know I ain't slippin' (Go) Black, hm, hm, I want everything black, uh (Black) I want everything black (Black), I'm buyin' everything, black (Black) I want that ass, fat (Ass fat), my Range Rover black I want a whole 'nother bag, huh, I want a hundred-round Gat And I want lil' shawty, she bad, huh, I wanna beat in her back And I wanna kill all my opps, dead, ain't comin' back I want hit her if she thick (Woo), I wanna keep this shit on track And I went bought like thirty Rollies like a nigga Ric Flair Wait, hm, like a nigga Ric Flair, mm (Ah) And I want damn near thirty Rollies like a nigga Ric Flair Ha, haha, like a nigga Ric Flair, ha (You already know) And I'm so high, might fly a bitch off, finna dye my hair (Uh) These rappers be talkin' that shit and they broke And they know for a fact I make slimes pull up They be stealin' the swag so we fuckin' they ho Pick her up, hit the bitch in the back of my truck I don't care, all this money not here for the show Let her ride me on top while I sit in the chair I be fiendin', bitch, I be takin' these pills I could pull her shit off 'cause I paid for the hair Different, mm-ah And, I don't fuck with these niggas, they hoes We don't fuck with these niggas, they hoes Why you think we be fuckin' they hoes? (Know I'm rich) Tell 'em that I'ma just fye (Rich, rich, rich, rich) How you think that I pay for that Rolls? I just crept up from the paint, huh You know that I brought my bros