Blackjack Lyrics

How I ride, why I ride, never really had to try
I, I, I eeuuhh
Nevermind that, blackjack
Needle to the mainline junk prepared in a head that
Never came up for air
Fallin' apart can't get a grip
Don't give a f*ck if I did

Way sh*t goes
It'll be just find
Oh, oh, oh
How to rob men blind

(Can't do a thing but fold)
Yeah watch that
[x3]
Can't do a thing, blackjack

Comin' from that hit me until
Twenty one makes your chips mine
Blackjack don't trip
You got the bill
Twenty one shots to your grill

Bow down or die every time
I slap them thangs
Flat black chains rattlin'
Shawshank the box
Can't be contained
Man came to pick the lock
Empty the vault
And leave no trace
Sleep don't wake

Hit 'em low and keep rollin' to the beat no breaks
Slow it down then accelerate
To hell its cake
Like sellin' weight
No middle man
Made b*tch mistakes
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High king, ace, to knees the place put down by g's raisin' the stakes

You know what's up
Straight
How the f*ck is that?
Blackjack

You know what's up
Straight

But don't forget to watch this
Tongue push bankroll off my lips
Who the hell are you legit
What the f*ck you think man sh*t
Blackjack
(Always keep my)

No need to count the deck
I own it
Drop that
Lead chin check
To your dome it's on black
Respect me zone or get caught back handed leather strap
hit ya so hard Knocked flat broke by a bloke with that golden contact glove
Hold the smoke of most high fire bon tap tap

(Can't do a thing but fold)
Yeah watch that
[x3]
Can't do a thing, blackjack

Don't forget to watch this
Tongue push bankroll off my lips
Who the hell are you legit
What the f*ck you think man sh*t

You know what's up
Straight
How the f*ck is that, blackjack

Blackjack don't trip you got the bill,
Twenty one shots to your grill