chorus below 3x] I rob in my black tee Hit licks in my black tee All in ur house searchin for bricks in my black tee Verse 1 I hit the scene, black scene in an all black shirt Black mask on my face Leave all yall murk 2 bricks, 20 stacks, and 30 pounds of the Purp In a niggas stash house scraight looking for the work I'm a lick-hit nigga All i do is do dirt Leave a red blood stain on ur all white shirt ?Gucci?-man so gutter, I steal money out ur purse Lay out in your yard, robbin while u go to church Verse 2 Ak-47 211 in my black tee I'm riddin in my chevy Police heavy, they can't catch me I rob in my black tee I mob in my black tee Switch up and change clothes After the job in my black tee Niggas don't even kno me When i have on my black tee Murder me a nigga Catch a cab on a back street I ain't sellin dope I'm in the lab in my black tee I always pack a pistol for them crabs tryin to jack me [chorus] ||Verse 3|| Yes, see that, i'm peepin the scene In my black tee With a black fitted cap And air max To match my black tee Fuck a white tee I look shady in my black tee Getting licks and sending niggaz to Grady In my black tee Black joggin pants, But ain't no runnin in my black tee I'm in all black So i get more shine off my gold teeth Ain't no hatin Cuz real niggaz wear what they wanna wear The eastside never Again niggaz And we never scared ||Verse 4|| I look mean in my black tee Stacks in my black tee Cadillac on Flats We tote gats in our black tee Shine in my black tee Chevy on them 23's Dependin on how u live On the Block fuck my enemies Pull hoes in my black tee Shawty says she like me Cuz i move bricks and Them feds try indite me I heared it from amigo Escalades and condo Black tees and girbuads Talkin shit to ur stank hoes Steppin on niggaz toes [chorus] ||Verse 5|| Be dressed off in my black tee Fitted hat, black gat And some Solja Ree's Black rag, black mask And a gold grill Sometimes the mask come down Do it all for the skrill A nigga might get shot A nigga might get killed In my black tee In your house, yeah nigga And I'm lookin for those keys I hope i find them rubberbands Stacked with them Gs If we fire too much Fuck it, nigga, let him bleed Never again Let a nigga live that squealed on me Let him kno that I'm a hard head Nigga from the east With that anger Inflict pain in my black tee Take him to the concrete Count 123 ||Verse 6|| No sympathy apology This is our philosophy Gottta floss my black tee Problems i dont have here Scandlous to the last penny Damage to the cash register And im blowin on that endo Caddillac trunk can hold the whole shit load Take the profits from it and transform it into a ship load Of black tees