Black Madonna lyrics

[Verse 1]

'Bout to get a bag

Show some ass, he spending this cash

Rich and bad, these bitches mad I got the gift of gab

Niggas ass, .40 mag in my Birkin bag

Click and blast, take out the trash, dumping 'em

Got to get a bag

Show some ass, he spending this cash

Rich and bad, these bitches mad I got the gift of gab

Ugh - .40 mag, I'm working 'em bad, ay, uh

[Verse 2]

Black diamonds, blue dollars and purple clouds for Black Madonna

That calico shred ya fitted, I got it if you want it

Guess I’m poppin ya topper like Jiffy Pop, jelly ya donut

Lil’ mama's a rider, she get them dollars and get going

Put li'l mama in Prada/lacy Provocateur, he zonin'

I'm choppin' that powder, that Oochie Wally, get him open

He slurpin' punana, I point the silencer then smoke him

Robbed him out his Gabbana and hit the highway hit the... oh

[Verse 3]

Got to split this cash with some bad bitches in the Jag

Digi dash, duffle the stash, then pump on the gas

It's a wrap, yes, it's a wrap if these bitches rats

Ugh - cheese in they crack, 'cause bitches is rats

Got to get a bag, show some ass, these bitches is mad

.40 mag in my Birkin bag, yeah

These niggas ass, I'm workin' em bad, ay, uh, uh, ugh

[Verse 4]

Fuck what you heard about me

Cold killer, Hillary Rodham with the murder count

She ain't no BM, no nigga bottom bitch workin' a route for cheese

I'll catch ya, cook ya, then murk ya

Cold pistol, wop ya then dirt ya

Clean you safe like detergent

They lurkin', I put that work in

Cook it up then I serve 'em

Then shake the spot like I'm twerkin'

Rider provider, hot box the chopper

Jealous niggas keep talking my stock up

Just send a drop, big big bazookas be scorching your block up

I make it hot up in this bitch, you want hell you can find it

Big Black Madonna pack the clips with the hollow tips and unload

Time to collect your soul, tip toe in the door