ALL BLACK ATTIRE ft. ONI INC. Lyrics

Eyeyeyey

What

Yo

(Eh)

Yo

(What?)

Yo

(Eh)

Yo

Whatcha wanna do when I walk in the place

Got the bouncers all paid off

Blunt in my face like

Woah, woah, woah

(Woah)

Grade in my lungs

Got me wavy as I say hello

Oh, oh

(Oh)

Got the bouncers on my payroll

People throwing weed in my path as I roll through

No red carpet

I glide like a kite though

(Glide like a kite though)

I got the Demons on my side

I ain't gonna lie

(Nah)

Bloody air force one's like someone died

(Yeah)

Triple 6 to the grave

Third eye lit up

I can see the end

But I know it's gonna start again

Eh, eh

Mix some henny with the cola

I ain't talkin bout a mixer

Waitin in the queue

Like I'm waiting for a funeral

All black attire

Attire, attire

Whatcha wanna do when I walk in the place

No face no case

Keep it covered with a cloud of haze

(Haze, haze)

Everybody in the place like woah, you know that's grade

(Grade, grade)

I got a bottle of henny in the boot

With a bally and some all-black gloves

And some rope

Don't choke, when cops drive by

Give a wave

Then I scoot that whip round the corner like I'm try'na do a dance with death

No fuss, I ain't try'na make a mess

No stress, make a man disappear like my hearts in my chest though

(Like my hearts in my chest though)

I got the Demons on my side

I ain't gonna lie

(Nah)

Bloody air force 1s like someone died

(Yea)

Triple 6 to the grave

Third eye lit up

I can see the end

But I know it's gonna start again

Oh, oh

Mix some henny with the cola

I ain't talkin bout a mixer

Waitin in the queue

Like I'm waiting for a funeral

All black attire

Attire, attire

Oni

Ugh, I just walked in

Dead men don't do talking

Wet from the shots I locked in

Like the beat these bodies droppin

I, I got the bullets

Like machines with the cord

Gotta pull it

Growin up turned me into a bully

None of this matters so I deserve fully everything I couldn't afford growing up

Give my kids a better life

A little luck is all I need

And some speed

Cause this shit be slow as fuck

Run it on up

Up, up to the moon

Like I am stonks

I am always so loony

Profile pictures always cartoony

You always fishy like you are mooney

I like my days like my women - Gloomy

I like the world like my vision - Doomy

Drinking their blood like a family tradition

Eating your soul just to follow religion

Rip it out, beating, all opposition

Thought you could handle, assume the position

What's with the crying, thought you conditioned

All that you want, by definition

Urgh, I'm everything that you want bitch

All black attire, so fuck rich

Even when you're right, you're wrong bitch

Blurgh

I got the Demons on my side, I ain't gonna lie

(Nah)

Bloody air force 1s like someone died

(Yeah)

Triple 6 to the grave, third eye lit up

I can see the end

But I know it's gonna start again

Oh, oh

Mix some henny with the cola

I ain't talkin bout a mixer

Waitin in the queue

Like I'm like I'm for a funeral

All black attire

(Attire, attire)

Yeah

All black attire, all black attire

All black attire, all black attire