Melanin

[Intro: Crash Rarri]
(David, wake up)
I ain't doin’ no tit for tat
I ain't doin' no mis or match
You already know what the fuck the price is, man, we ain’t changin' that
Yeah
(Aloy)
(You know how the kid play)
Crash Rarri, skrrt

[Chorus: Crash Rarri]
Don't do no tit for tat
Don't do no mis and match
You want that bags, you want that swag, it's thirty-two to be exact
That price not different
Know who you dealin' with
Can't break down bowls or nothin', these niggas, these niggas penny pinch
Can’t bring no hoes around these niggas, they always tellin’ shit
Ain't got no ’Woods for none of these bales, I'm only sellin' it
My brother stay around the brown, I call it melanin
I'm out of town with thirty pounds, I’m finna mail it in, yeah

[Verse 1: Crash Rarri]
I'm finna mail it in, them niggas know I'm peddling
Before I settle in, my homie need a three, so that's another tеn
I could drive my shit up to the nat, he doublе what I spend
You might as well just grab another two, that's what I recommend
I might do a hand in hand 'cause that bitch, she gon' come with friends
And they might get it wet just through the net like they came with Durant
Quarterback it, touch down in the hood and watch it do a dance
Spin and spin and spin and spin again, but I am not a fan
Have you ever got turned on when you found out it land?
It's somethin' sexy 'bout that money when it's in your hand
Don't never show your hand, just wait until you win
I like to flex them bands, I know they watch again

[Chorus: Crash Rarri]
Don't do no tit for tat
Don't do no mis and match
You want that bags, you want that swag, it's thirty-two to be exact
That price not different
Know who you dealin' with
Can't break down bowls or nothin', these niggas, these niggas penny pinch
Can't bring no hoes around these niggas, they always tellin' shit
Ain't got no 'Woods for none of these bales, I'm only sellin' it
My brother stay around the brown, I call it melanin
I'm out of town with thirty pounds, I'm finna mail it in, yeah

[Verse 2: Sada Baby]
These niggas corny, they do anything for Instagram
I got a junkie that do anything for Phenergan
Huh, better watch that rapping, go from in the booth to in the alley
Huh, in a body bag, huh, nah, in a garbage can
Listen, hold up, bitch, I'm servin' honest
Uh, swerve the foreign, clutch my chopper
Huh, custos at my trap house shopping
Huh, red my hue, I stunt with a rocket
With white and blues, not patriotic
I'm still a star, my security popping
Huh, bandana spangled, my private
Huh, I'm known to mangle entendres
Listen, huh, press a button like I had just picked up the remote
Huh, new rose gold off coke (Ah, yeah)
Huh, Scuba iced up off dope
Hit that r— Hit that road
Uh, his ho call me the GOAT
Huh, put ding-a-ling down her throat
Huh, up that chimney, chasin' the smoke

[Chorus: Crash Rarri]
Don't do no tit for tat
Don't do no mis and match
You want that bags, you want that swag, it's thirty-two to be exact
That price not different
Know who you dealin' with
Can't break down bowls or nothin', these niggas, these niggas penny pinch
Can't bring no hoes around these niggas, they always tellin' shit
Ain't got no 'Woods for none of these bales, I'm only sellin' it
My brother stay around the brown, I call it melanin
I'm out of town with thirty pounds, I'm finna mail it in, yeah

[Outro]
(Aloy)
(You know how the kid play)
(David, wake up)