Black dress
Marbled eyes painted rose gold
I'm blowing loud in the ozone
High as a kite
But she drop it low though
Diamonds, they dance
But they so slow
So many frames
Shit be slo-mo
I'm switching lanes on the popo
F*ck out my face
Let these hoes know
With the stroke of every breath
Shawty draws upon my neck
Spending hundreds like they tens
Dressed in red, my cologne blessed
And I f*cked up, I confess
Should have left you but whatever
Not the type to second guess
I put in work without the effort
And my watch about your net worth
She ask if we together
I said no, those ties been severed
Flicking at the embers
Throw a reverb on compressor
She f*ck with the leather
Keep the bands in the dresser
Champagne got me nostalgic
Write these lines in italics
Girl, I can't keep my balance
Might f*ck around
Write a ballad
Fake ID valid
Sipping on gallons
Words like my paint
Be my palette
And she can't wait, I imagine
It's the drugs and the fashion
Black dress
Marbled eyes painted rose gold
I'm blowing loud in the ozone
High as a kite
But she drop it low though
Diamonds, they dance
But they so slow
So many frames
Shit be slo-mo
I'm switching lanes on the popo
F*ck out my face
Let these hoes know
The moon sways in the sky
As she thumbs through her phases
While tracing my mind
Like that red wine's persuasion
That LCD light of your phone
Shades your face in
Breath bred from the lies
That those two tone lips tasted
She finna pull up bossed up
Black denim
High waisted
Roll and burn a couple blunts
And fill these lungs with medication
But you got me f*cked up
Babygirl, pardon my language
But you can't see your true colors
When you're blinded by the grayness
Speak in body language, yeah
Sipping Rose
Make it rotate
Shawty smoking on my flower
Bouquet
But I'm tied up
In her legs like crochet
And it's only ever work
Swear no play
But I'm trying to cop a new chain
Fill the butane
Sipping champagne
I might boonk gang
F*ck what you say (Aye)
Black dress
Marbled eyes painted rose gold
I'm blowing loud in the ozone
High as a kite
But she drop it low though
Diamonds, they dance
But they so slow
So many frames
Shit be slo-mo
I'm switching lanes on the popo
F*ck out my face
Let these hoes know
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Black dress
Marbled eyes painted rose gold
I'm blowing loud in the ozone
High as a kite
But she drop it low though
Diamonds, they dance
But they so slow
So many frames
Shit be slo-mo
I'm switching lanes on the popo
F*ck out my face
Let these hoes know
With the stroke of every breath
Shawty draws upon my neck
Spending hundreds like they tens
Dressed in red, my cologne blessed
And I f*cked up, I confess
Should have left you but whatever
Not the type to second guess
I put in work without the effort
And my watch about your net worth
She ask if we together
I said no, those ties been severed
Flicking at the embers
Throw a reverb on compressor
She f*ck with the leather
Keep the bands in the dresser
Champagne got me nostalgic
Write these lines in italics
Girl, I can't keep my balance
Might f*ck around
Write a ballad
Fake ID valid
Sipping on gallons
Words like my paint
Be my palette
And she can't wait, I imagine
It's the drugs and the fashion
Black dress
Marbled eyes painted rose gold
I'm blowing loud in the ozone
High as a kite
But she drop it low though
Diamonds, they dance
But they so slow
So many frames
Shit be slo-mo
I'm switching lanes on the popo
F*ck out my face
Let these hoes know
The moon sways in the sky
As she thumbs through her phases
While tracing my mind
Like that red wine's persuasion
That LCD light of your phone
Shades your face in
Breath bred from the lies
That those two tone lips tasted
She finna pull up bossed up
Black denim
High waisted
Roll and burn a couple blunts
And fill these lungs with medication
But you got me f*cked up
Babygirl, pardon my language
But you can't see your true colors
When you're blinded by the grayness
Speak in body language, yeah
Sipping Rose
Make it rotate
Shawty smoking on my flower
Bouquet
But I'm tied up
In her legs like crochet
And it's only ever work
Swear no play
But I'm trying to cop a new chain
Fill the butane
Sipping champagne
I might boonk gang
F*ck what you say (Aye)
Black dress
Marbled eyes painted rose gold
I'm blowing loud in the ozone
High as a kite
But she drop it low though
Diamonds, they dance
But they so slow
So many frames
Shit be slo-mo
I'm switching lanes on the popo
F*ck out my face
Let these hoes know
Marbled eyes painted rose gold
I'm blowing loud in the ozone
High as a kite
But she drop it low though
Diamonds, they dance
But they so slow
So many frames
Shit be slo-mo
I'm switching lanes on the popo
F*ck out my face
Let these hoes know
With the stroke of every breath
Shawty draws upon my neck
Spending hundreds like they tens
Dressed in red, my cologne blessed
And I f*cked up, I confess
Should have left you but whatever
Not the type to second guess
I put in work without the effort
And my watch about your net worth
She ask if we together
I said no, those ties been severed
Flicking at the embers
Throw a reverb on compressor
She f*ck with the leather
Keep the bands in the dresser
Champagne got me nostalgic
Write these lines in italics
Girl, I can't keep my balance
Might f*ck around
Write a ballad
Fake ID valid
Sipping on gallons
Words like my paint
Be my palette
And she can't wait, I imagine
It's the drugs and the fashion
Black dress
Marbled eyes painted rose gold
I'm blowing loud in the ozone
High as a kite
But she drop it low though
Diamonds, they dance
But they so slow
So many frames
Shit be slo-mo
I'm switching lanes on the popo
F*ck out my face
Let these hoes know
The moon sways in the sky
As she thumbs through her phases
While tracing my mind
Like that red wine's persuasion
That LCD light of your phone
Shades your face in
Breath bred from the lies
That those two tone lips tasted
She finna pull up bossed up
Black denim
High waisted
Roll and burn a couple blunts
And fill these lungs with medication
But you got me f*cked up
Babygirl, pardon my language
But you can't see your true colors
When you're blinded by the grayness
Speak in body language, yeah
Sipping Rose
Make it rotate
Shawty smoking on my flower
Bouquet
But I'm tied up
In her legs like crochet
And it's only ever work
Swear no play
But I'm trying to cop a new chain
Fill the butane
Sipping champagne
I might boonk gang
F*ck what you say (Aye)
Black dress
Marbled eyes painted rose gold
I'm blowing loud in the ozone
High as a kite
But she drop it low though
Diamonds, they dance
But they so slow
So many frames
Shit be slo-mo
I'm switching lanes on the popo
F*ck out my face
Let these hoes know
Writer: George Happa
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid