Lyrics Asap Mob – Black Card

Smooky Margielaa:
Black card
Black card
Black card

Black card, black card, drive it for me like a NASCAR
Dumb ops, drop top, pull up on you let it pop out
Got all these O’s in my bank account
I got Rocky with me, we be ballin out
I got V-lone on me when I’m poppin out
Don’t come thru talkin bout how you in my town
New whip, new chick on the 9 where they kill shit
All black its going ham gang fly they swiping shit
I just dropped a rack for these balmains
And I licked and I flew right to LA
Switching lanes with the gang do it all day
On the block where they trappin the hard way
40 shots brain pop, all up on you with like 50 Glocks
My whip 2 grips, drive by empty out a clip
Black Card, Black Car, Drive it forwards like a NASCAR
Dumb Ops, drop top, pull up on you let it pop pop

A$AP Rocky:
Black cops
Black swats
Black Glocks
Bad Glocks
Black thots
Ass Shots

Black card, Black card
Fuck boi, Act hard
Black heart
Fat part

Smooky Margielaa & A$AP Rocky:
Black card
Black card
Black card
Black card
Black card
Black card

A$AP Rocky:
You could tell I run the business
Broke nigga mind ya business
Man, I spend with no limits
Y’all just started what we finish

A$AP Rocky & Smooky Margielaa:
Black card
Black card
Black card
Black card
Black card
Black card
Like Black American Express
Black man tryna flex
All black when I dress
(Black card say it less)