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