Black Dogs!

Black dogs
Something vicious, yeah
Bunch of witches, yeah
Double vision, yeah
Black dogs
Something vicious, yeah
Bunch of witches, yeah
Double vision, yeah
Black dogs

Yeah, on my neck wear the chain 'til it rust
Gold teeth, still sitting on the bus
I ain't crack but I'm sitting on the cusp
Dirty look, turn your stare to a punch
Black dogs
Don't touch that
You, your mans and your crew ain't allowed back
Dirty Nikes, crinkled tees just to match that
Touch the hair you get snap like a mousetrap
Black dogs

Yeah, black dogs
Something vicious, yeah (something vicious)
Bunch of witches, yeah (bunch of witches)
Double vision, yeah (double vision)
Black dogs
Something vicious, yeah (something vicious)
Bunch of witches, yeah (bunch of witches)
Double vision, yeah (double vision)
Black dogs

Yeah, profiled, to the letter
You ain't mean it, man you swear you would never
Let me out, out the chat is a pleasure
Chat, chat, chat, chat, nothing better
No respect 'til ya knowing who I are
I'm a bum or a motherfucking star
Hey, you look like Will Smith from afar
Burnt boy so I guess I reach the bar
Black dogs

Yeah
Black dogs
Black dogs