BLACKJACK (feat. YBN Cordae) - Remix

I just bought a new grill (Yah)
 Shining like a new whip (True)
 Adam got a new drip (Shit)
 I'm a nappy-headed black lil' cool kid (Ah)
 Yeah, I stack that, make that, break that, take that
 Got a hundred ways
 I can flip that, get back
 All up in the money just to get back, bitch, back up
 No you probably need a Tic Tac, it's that (Hunh)
 Bitch you frontin' on me (Yo)
 Why you wanna act like this? (Why?)
 Rollie on my wrist so she wanna have kids (True)
 Cuffs on my wrist so the cops don't trip
 I-I'm too fly to fight (Yup)
 Can't afford my price (No)
 This a white tee (Clean)
 Bitch, bite me (Hey)
 I'm on a high (I'm on a high)
 They on the low (They on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone (Get out my zone)
 Said, I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (You on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone, bitch)
 I'm the best in the group chat (True)
 My niggas won't admit that (No)
 31 hoes in my FaceTime
 And I'm the one to hoop that (Yee)
 Rockin' and rollin' like Jack Black (Yoo)
 Schoolin' you niggas like Jack Black (Yah)
 How could you not like Jack Black? (How?)
 I put that on my mama nigga, no cap (Huh)
 Look, I hand it to Yos (Hey)
 He hand it to Jon (He do)
 Shawty wanna fuck for a picture
 Bi-Bitch, this ain't a Groupon (No)
 This that CLBN (True)
 Go ahead, bump it with mom (Do)
 Said she want a spot on my list (Please)
 I told her, go pray to your God
 (I need to go to church)
 Yeah, I dig that, flip that, make that, check back
 When I wanna get it back ASAP
 It's that young nigga back
 No six pack, fuck that
 I'm too rich for the chit-chat, young, black
 I'm too fly to fight (Yup)
 Can't afford my price (Noo)
 This a white tee (Clean)
 Bitch, bite me (Hey)
 I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (They on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone)
 Bitch
 Said, I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 I'm on a high
 They on the low
 (You on the low)
 They on the low, oh
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Killin' my vibe
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone, bitch)
 Hold on
 Bitch, get out my zone, goin' insane
 I got that drip whether snow or the rain
 Face call, good, but they knowing my name
 I'm smoking that gas, hit the shoulder, the pain
 In a Rover, a Range, ain't no slow in my lane
 Head for the top, blood cold in my veins
 So a nigga better step back, catch that
 Beat you like your stepdad
 Cop a new whip, shit, jet black, bet that
 Stop the bragging, fly, I can shock Aladdin
 Do a 100 while the cops is passing
 And the chopper blasting
 Nigga fuckin' caught you lacking
 Rap niggas be Oscar-actin'
 We never worry, them pockets packing
 I watch and learn in a proper fashion
 Boy, you is weak, you is not a savage
 Why do you have to be problematic?
 I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (They on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone)
 Said, I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (You on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone, bitch)
 
 I just bought a new grill (Yah)
 Shining like a new whip (True)
 Adam got a new drip (Shit)
 I'm a nappy-headed black lil' cool kid (Ah)
 Yeah, I stack that, make that, break that, take that
 Got a hundred ways
 I can flip that, get back
 All up in the money just to get back, bitch, back up
 No you probably need a Tic Tac, it's that (Hunh)
 Bitch you frontin' on me (Yo)
 Why you wanna act like this? (Why?)
 Rollie on my wrist so she wanna have kids (True)
 Cuffs on my wrist so the cops don't trip
 I-I'm too fly to fight (Yup)
 Can't afford my price (No)
 This a white tee (Clean)
 Bitch, bite me (Hey)
 I'm on a high (I'm on a high)
 They on the low (They on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone (Get out my zone)
 Said, I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (You on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone, bitch)
 I'm the best in the group chat (True)
 My niggas won't admit that (No)
 31 hoes in my FaceTime
 And I'm the one to hoop that (Yee)
 Rockin' and rollin' like Jack Black (Yoo)
 Schoolin' you niggas like Jack Black (Yah)
 How could you not like Jack Black? (How?)
 I put that on my mama nigga, no cap (Huh)
 Look, I hand it to Yos (Hey)
 He hand it to Jon (He do)
 Shawty wanna fuck for a picture
 Bi-Bitch, this ain't a Groupon (No)
 This that CLBN (True)
 Go ahead, bump it with mom (Do)
 Said she want a spot on my list (Please)
 I told her, go pray to your God
 (I need to go to church)
 Yeah, I dig that, flip that, make that, check back
 When I wanna get it back ASAP
 It's that young nigga back
 No six pack, fuck that
 I'm too rich for the chit-chat, young, black
 I'm too fly to fight (Yup)
 Can't afford my price (Noo)
 This a white tee (Clean)
 Bitch, bite me (Hey)
 I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (They on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone)
 Bitch
 Said, I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 I'm on a high
 They on the low
 (You on the low)
 They on the low, oh
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Killin' my vibe
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone, bitch)
 Hold on
 Bitch, get out my zone, goin' insane
 I got that drip whether snow or the rain
 Face call, good, but they knowing my name
 I'm smoking that gas, hit the shoulder, the pain
 In a Rover, a Range, ain't no slow in my lane
 Head for the top, blood cold in my veins
 So a nigga better step back, catch that
 Beat you like your stepdad
 Cop a new whip, shit, jet black, bet that
 Stop the bragging, fly, I can shock Aladdin
 Do a 100 while the cops is passing
 And the chopper blasting
 Nigga fuckin' caught you lacking
 Rap niggas be Oscar-actin'
 We never worry, them pockets packing
 I watch and learn in a proper fashion
 Boy, you is weak, you is not a savage
 Why do you have to be problematic?
 I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (They on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone)
 Said, I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (You on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone, bitch)
 
 I just bought a new grill (Yah)
 Shining like a new whip (True)
 Adam got a new drip (Shit)
 I'm a nappy-headed black lil' cool kid (Ah)
 Yeah, I stack that, make that, break that, take that
 Got a hundred ways
 I can flip that, get back
 All up in the money just to get back, bitch, back up
 No you probably need a Tic Tac, it's that (Hunh)
 Bitch you frontin' on me (Yo)
 Why you wanna act like this? (Why?)
 Rollie on my wrist so she wanna have kids (True)
 Cuffs on my wrist so the cops don't trip
 I-I'm too fly to fight (Yup)
 Can't afford my price (No)
 This a white tee (Clean)
 Bitch, bite me (Hey)
 I'm on a high (I'm on a high)
 They on the low (They on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone (Get out my zone)
 Said, I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (You on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone, bitch)
 I'm the best in the group chat (True)
 My niggas won't admit that (No)
 31 hoes in my FaceTime
 And I'm the one to hoop that (Yee)
 Rockin' and rollin' like Jack Black (Yoo)
 Schoolin' you niggas like Jack Black (Yah)
 How could you not like Jack Black? (How?)
 I put that on my mama nigga, no cap (Huh)
 Look, I hand it to Yos (Hey)
 He hand it to Jon (He do)
 Shawty wanna fuck for a picture
 Bi-Bitch, this ain't a Groupon (No)
 This that CLBN (True)
 Go ahead, bump it with mom (Do)
 Said she want a spot on my list (Please)
 I told her, go pray to your God
 (I need to go to church)
 Yeah, I dig that, flip that, make that, check back
 When I wanna get it back ASAP
 It's that young nigga back
 No six pack, fuck that
 I'm too rich for the chit-chat, young, black
 I'm too fly to fight (Yup)
 Can't afford my price (Noo)
 This a white tee (Clean)
 Bitch, bite me (Hey)
 I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (They on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone)
 Bitch
 Said, I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 I'm on a high
 They on the low
 (You on the low)
 They on the low, oh
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Killin' my vibe
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone, bitch)
 Hold on
 Bitch, get out my zone, goin' insane
 I got that drip whether snow or the rain
 Face call, good, but they knowing my name
 I'm smoking that gas, hit the shoulder, the pain
 In a Rover, a Range, ain't no slow in my lane
 Head for the top, blood cold in my veins
 So a nigga better step back, catch that
 Beat you like your stepdad
 Cop a new whip, shit, jet black, bet that
 Stop the bragging, fly, I can shock Aladdin
 Do a 100 while the cops is passing
 And the chopper blasting
 Nigga fuckin' caught you lacking
 Rap niggas be Oscar-actin'
 We never worry, them pockets packing
 I watch and learn in a proper fashion
 Boy, you is weak, you is not a savage
 Why do you have to be problematic?
 I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (They on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone)
 Said, I'm on a high
 (I'm on a high)
 They on the low
 (You on the low)
 You killin' my vibe (Killin' it)
 Get out my zone
 (Get out my zone, bitch)