Tekst piosenki 'Black Heart (feat. Luv4clip)' wykonawcy Yung Si

Headed choppa I was sing like giveon
Speakin' on me nigga what type of shitty on
Money comin' in I get my lil jiggy on
She on my phone let me know what she really on
Pussy ass nigga call the police
Brand new car in the garage got no leash
She get way too excited tryna post me
Told shawty wait slow it down
Keep it lowkey

They cap, they sayin' too much
Clean the block out we be sprayin' too much
I had to kick it out, she laying too much
Yeah, I want her but shawty, she playing too much
Brand new forgiatos I gotta just stay in my lane that's a must
Skrt, skrt
Fuck love getting money might crash
Black heart hmm I don't know how to lie
No more
At all and she saying I'm fly with it
All them lies you telling you gonna die with it
Fuck your brother send you to the sky with them
All them niggas sweet they got pies with them
All these demons with me, I got ties with them
Put a hit on a nigga deposit them we ask them rider picture we cropped
We did it now thought nobody was stopping hmm

Making this money you know I won't stop
I was on high speech I was running from cops
Really be living this ever becoming one night
So I understand why you be fucking with us
Nigga we be fucking with us
All of my shooters be shooting like savage
Know they be coming with shots, shots, shots, shots
I want the bag never gon' fumble
I don't understand I've been hard to stay humble
Making this cash I be making a lot
Numb they be just tryna take my spot
Bust down my neck you know I'm the cops
Taking these wins ain't taking no loss
Taking that bitch she know I'm the boss
I don't give a fuck no I'm rocking the class
You don't like the holiday
Shawty be be a d, I've been crazy in my head insane
She be playing with my love make me mad
Just need you as my diamond
Make me doing my thing

They cap, they sayin' too much
Clean the block out we be sprayin' too much
I had to kick it out, she laying too much
Yeah, I want her but shawty, she playing too much
Brand new forgiatos I gotta just stay in my lane that's a must
Skrt, skrt
Fuck love getting money might crash
Black heart hmm I don't know how to lie
No more
At all and she saying I'm fly with it
All them lies you telling you gonna die with it
Fuck your brother send you to the sky with them
All them niggas sweet they got pies with them
All these demons with me, I got ties with them
Put a hit on a nigga deposit them we ask them rider picture we cropped
We did it now thought nobody was stopping hmm