Blk & Wht Songtext

von Rick Ross

Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Mmm, hmmmm
Wanna gain it all, but you gon' lose your life
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Nigga crib so big, it's a damn shame
Nigga sellin' white for a gold chain

I've been trained to go since a young nigga stepped off the porch
Catch me in the kitchen, kilo, hey bring the fork
I've been trying to hold it down but these niggas living so foul
Running out on niggas intent of knocking ya down
Bang - your window shattered like it never mattered
You moving weight, your pockets getting fatter
It's politics when it come to sticks
Ski mask and glove, nigga want a brick
My money funny, but you gotta love it
High heel thugging in Magic City, these bitches fucking
Your homie doing taxes and they still call it fraud
I'm in and out of traffic, still moving hard

Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Young nigga sitting in the Benz and it's white on white

Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Young nigga sitting in the Benz and it's white on white

Take a look at me, I'm trapping
No excuses, I'm stacking, talking hundred on top of hundred
Them 100 making the magic blow
A hundred in a day, a hundred different ways
Rich nigga, bitch, put a hundred in my grave
Make my headstone read ''head of MMG''
That's another hundred mil, really, you can come and see
Forbes.com, I'm the Teflon Don
Too close to a nigga as a motherfucking bomb
Trayvon Martin, I'm never missing my target
Bitch niggas hating, tell me it's what I'm parking
Wingstop owner, lemon pepper aroma
Young, black nigga, barely got a diploma

Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Sitting in the Phantom and it's white on white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Young nigga sitting in the Benz and it's white on white

Showing 'til the day I die, I'mma look up at the sky
Young trap star, reap, the world is mine
Procedeing with my grind like police is on my line
Instagramming shit for all the teachers I despised
Never saw my vision, you only saw me suspended
Now my white bitches be fucking me 'til I'm winded
Breathe, breathe, young nigga, breathe
If your ass wasn't rapping, what would you be?

Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Mmm, hmmmm
Wanna gain it all, but you gon' lose your life
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Nigga crib so big, it's a damn shame
Nigga sellin' white for a gold chain