The Flows Son Black

Tell me, Kobby, what’s up? Where you at, Kobby?
Where you at? What’s good, bro?

American and Bah

For singing, they got me out here naked like the Pope
In a rhythm that ain't Tupac's
With the ash that comes from the pencil, when I write, it goes crack
Before it was just soccer, now I’m out here making music
I got several Air Forces in colors like the Bills
If pop, my style lives in an igloo, my mind controls the Bluetooth

The more I rap, I enter phases like I’m Goku
If they listen, they’re from the island, they’re just shit to me
They’re men and they wear makeup, so you can fall for them later
Now they look like Americans, all of you got the same flow
If you come over here, all the networks go wild

They hear me on every beat, I’m dropping bars in four walls
I’m Thanos Candelier, the one who burns them, possesses them
A cup of lean throwing schemes with spin, spin
If you don’t hustle, there’s no loot

The cops caught me, to get released, a riot broke out
Red eyes, night of weed

All the flows are black, the ID's black is back
In a BM, they killed Tupac, Ronaldo’s a goat
Messi’s a winner cap. The beats are happy, my lyrics

All the flows are black, the ID's black is back
In a BM, they killed Tupac, Ronaldo’s a goat, Messi’s a winner cap
The beats are happy, my lyrics

They’re the 4kt, the four kt
The M hits the bat while Richie wrecks the beat
My gang is green and black, elegance of White
You act dumb and I’ll drop the ID
Everyone wants my contract, nobody works with you, I get it all
It’s real what I say: In this cookout, there are no friends
This is clear, I don’t say it, that’s why they’re not with you

Parakeet and it’s not Pinpín, the red forty like McQueen
The weed mixes with the loot, I’m plush, not a bum
The waitress serving us on skates, I’m paying with card with a cha-ching
All my gang in Call of Duty, because they’re bringing all these hoes

There are several S’s and they’re all lit
The coordinates Guti, they all got me in the loop
All these bitches are screaming: Yippee!

All the flows are black, the ID's black is back
In a BM, they killed Tupac, Ronaldo’s a goat, Messi’s a winner cap
The beats are happy, my lyrics

All the flows are black, the ID's black is back
In a BM, they killed Tupac, Ronaldo’s a goat, Messi’s a winner cap
The beats are happy, my lyrics

They are.