Lil Gnar - Black Belt

Yeah, just trustin' myself
(Let's rob them, B)
(This fire right here)
(We create fire, know I mean?)

Trustin' myself, I don't trust in nobody
A long way from peace, try and flyin' on private (yeah yeah)
It gon' kick like a black belt, I don't do karate
Drippin' designer, I'm puttin' on Marni
I made me some money and upgrade my closet
The one not the two, you can't play with my body
Kept that shit silent, no weight on my conscience
You can't say I ever did you wrong (okay)
I been that nigga since 2018
And just took 'em a second to get into 'em
I been that nigga since birth, for real
But I was just talkin' 'bout rappin' shit
I got a house in the Hills, I was Ziploc-in' the packages (yeah)
I'm poppin', just took me a second to adjust to it

I like smokin' the gas with some must to it (gas)
Like Nike, with checks know I just do it (do it)
Had to lock in and just get in that mode
Put on for my people and sell out these shows
Dickies and forces, I'm ready to go (go)
A couple of chain of action
I am stressed look like I need a vaccine
Kick in the perc like a nigga Pac-Man (go)
I just bought some 'Larens, stash it up, I need some acid
I was down bad, dead broke, wasn't no hands out
I just need to know, real talk, is you proud of me?
Fuck that, I shitted right on 'em and flushed that
Hold on, bitch is some thick shit
I hit from the back, it gon' bust back (bust back)
Hold on, digg, I walk on this beat for some money (slatt)
I put that shit and she runnin'
I went roof, Panamera, let a ho in the rearview mirror
Can't trust nobody, it's getting scarier (let's rob them, B)

Trustin' myself, I don't trust in nobody
A long way from peace, try and flyin' on private
It gon' kick like a black belt, I don't do karate
Drippin' designer, I'm puttin' on Marni
I made me some money and upgrade my closet
The one not the two, you can't play with my body
Kept that shit silent, no weight on my conscience
You can't say I ever did you wrong
I been that nigga since 2018
And just took 'em a second to get into 'em (gang)
I been that nigga since birth, for real
But I was just talkin' 'bout rappin' shit
I got a house in the Hills, I was Ziploc-in' the packages (yeah)
I'm poppin' (yeah)

Written by:
Caleb Sheppard

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