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Speakers stay jet black, floatin in the flyest Ac'

Ask black, the kid with the wide-body Ac'

Who's the cat in the comfy black Ac?

A cocoa butter babe with papes, jewels, a black Ac

I wear black a lot in the Ac', act a lot

On the regular mashin' in a stolen black Ac Integra

Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown

Aiyyo, fluid rap, bend through it, black, beluga black Ac'

Pullin' up in the Ac', black shit wit dents

Ride Ac or Jag or maybe a black Ford

I ran up on this nigga named Mac in a black Ac

Spotted a black Ac' parked with dark tints

Shinin in the black Ac', windows tinted

She pulled up in a black Ac

Grey Range, black Ac'

Been gettin' it since '96 in black AC Vigors

I roll up in that black 'Bach, Matte black, or that black Lac

Watch your back, black, don't even step up, word is born

If you ain't pro-black, you can get the bozack

Astro black on attack, you up on the bozack

Would he get that type of dap if his name was Woody Black?

Yo, chill with the feedback, black, we don't need that

Ride the track like a black mack in his 'lac

Dark black 'lac, tight white interior

In that black on black on black in the 'lac, cuz I'm so wild

In a Lac with the swangas dipped in black

Black 'llac, black back, finna hit a lick again

Black 'llac, black back, fin' to hit a lick again

Got that MAC in the back of the Acura black

See me, I'm an official mack, Lex coupe triple black

Wanna convict me for kickin' black on wax

Black tracks on wax are so smooth

Giving you black on wax I can't hold in

Yo, black, rep that, every time I'm on wax

The black on wax need to be brought back

Pistol black, we spit murder on wax

Kings of style black with my rhymes laid down on wax

I pushed his wig back, then took off in the black Ac

Couple racks in my black slacks

I must ask what's goin on with rap, white kids actin black

I tote gats, got stacks, stay in all black

Strapped in black wit the 9 by the boots

Yo, chill with the feedback, black, we don't need that

I got the Raider throwback to match the black Jacob

Twist a twenty sack of black

My name is black, if you front, get your wig pushed back