Blk & Wht (Explicit) - Rick Ross

A ni**a black but he selling white

A ni**a black but he selling white

Wanna gain it all but you gon' lose your life

A ni**a black but he selling white

A ni**a black but he selling white

Ni**a crib so big it's a damn shame

Ni**a's selling white for a gold chain

I've been trained to go since a young ni**a stepped off the porch

Catch me in the kitchen kilo hey bring the fork

I've been trying to hold it down with these niggas living so foul

Grunting out on niggas intent of knocking ya down

Bang - your window shattered like it never mattered

You moving weight your pockets getting fatter

It's politics when it come to sticks

See mass of blood ni**a want a brick

My money funny but you gotta love it

High heel thugging in Magic City these b**ches f**king

Your homie doing tax since they call it fraud

I'm in and out of traffic still moving hard

A ni**a black but he selling white

A ni**a black but he selling white

20 grand a night if you can get it right

A ni**a sitting in the Benz and it's white on white

A ni**a black but he selling white

A ni**a black but he selling white

20 grand a night if you can get it right

A ni**a sitting in the Benz and it's white on white

Take a look at me I'm trapping

No excuses I'm stacking talking hundred on top of hundred

Them 100 making the magic blow

A hundred in a day a hundred different ways

Rich ni**a b**ch put a hundred in my grave

Make my headstone read"head of MMG"

That's another hundred mill really you can come and see

Forbes dot com I'm the Teflon Don

Too close to a ni**a as a motherf**king bomb

Trayvon Martin I'm never missing my target

B**ch niggas hating tell me it's what I'm parking

Wingstop owner lemme pepper aroma

Young black ni**a barely got a diploma

A ni**a black but he selling white

A ni**a black but he selling white

20 grand a night if you can get it right

A ni**a sitting in the Phantom and it's white on white

A ni**a black but he selling white

A ni**a black but he selling white

20 grand a night if you can get it right

A ni**a sitting in the Benz and it's white on white

Showing 'til the day I die I'm a look up at the sky

Young trap star reap the world is mine

Proceeding with my grind like police is on my line

Instagramming sh*t for all the teachers I despised

Never saw my vision you only saw me suspended

Now my white b**ches be f**king me 'til I'm windy

Breathe breathe young ni**a breathe

If your a** wasn't rapping what would you be

A ni**a black but he selling white

A ni**a black but he selling white

A ni**a black but he selling white

20 grand a night if you can get it right