Huncho Jack, Travis Scott & Quavo - Black & Chinese

What's the problem? What's the problem?
In the Audi, in the blushes
In the thotties, finna bless 'em
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Put the drought, in the freshest
In the models, I'm in the mattress
Send the charges, I'm in the Jaguar

Black and Chinese, meds on relieve (yah)
Pop it for me please, hands on your knees (pop it)
Came up out the trees, everything achieved
Blessed me with the keys, never want to leave (yah)
Lambo' drivin', you pedestrian (yah, yah)
Yeah, ten hundred thousand, apply the pressure (alright)
Yeah, she couldn't drive it, she took a Tesla (it's lit)
Told her wrap around me just like a necklace (yah)
Yeah, yeah

These not 40 pointers, drippin' like quarter water (water)
Really don't see you sorta (sorta)
Movin' it out the border (border)
Really ain't taking orders (orders)
Livin' a dangerous life (life)
He'll try to melt the ice (ice)
Levitate through the night (night)

(Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What's the meaning, these niggas scheming (yeah, yeah)
She popped the Xan, the bitches sleepin' (Xan)
My coupe too fast, police didn't see me (skrt, skrt)
If they catch me, they gon' try to seize me (seize)
Yeah, machine ran (code), the codes on scan (brrt)
She pop the bands (pop it), she addicted to scams (swipe it)
Runnin' through the cold and sunny (woo) but I ain't go tell nigga (no snitchin')
All this water they collecting in the well, nigga (splash)
All these bales that we laying on that scale, nigga (bales)
All my niggas they free outta jail we on the way up, nigga (free)
Still a true player (player), fuck on your bitch and I lay up (smash)

Black and Chinese, meds on relieve (yah)
Pop it for me please, hands on your knees (pop it, pop it)
Came up out the trees, everything achieved (cash)
Blessed me with the keys, never want to leave, yeah (yah)
Lambo' drivin', you pedestrian (yah, yah)
Yeah, ten hundred thousand, apply the pressure (alright)
Yeah, she couldn't drive it, she took a Tesla (it's lit)
Told her wrap around me just like a necklace (yah)
Yeah, yeah

Woo
Pocket rocket (agh), bankrolls (bankrolls)
All the hoes (hoes), at the shows (shows)
Taekwondo (yeah)
And karate (karate)
Ice tray (ice), Elliante (ice, ice)
What you know (kill) 'bout hot stoves? (Hah)
Streets gold (streets), fish bowl (fish)
Bad bitches (bad), on go (go)
She gon' wipe your nose (wipe it), she gon' wipe your nose

Writers: Jacques Webster, Quavious Marshall, Joshua Luellen

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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