Grimy & EB - Black Market lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Grimy] Got a Mexican b**h who I nicknamed Burrito Her brother Roberto he help me break down my kilo Cocaine still wet when it comes from Puerto Rico Mi amigos toting heaters cause they think they De Niro Run the wrong way on the block and ya dead The homie opened his mouth we had to chop off his head Me and EB we stay protecting the turf On the fifteenth and first we be expecting that work Chicken room going strong, booming 24/7 And we some savage motherf**ers, get your mom sent to Heaven We running opium dens up in forty-nine states Keep that brown in they veins 365 days [Hook] Got your prescriptions ready, pick em up in fifteen Got a brick of weed sitting on the triple beam That's all we do, twisting B's, maybe sniffin E And my crib is where you know that all the chickens be [Verse 2: EB] Whatchu need? I got the weed, no seeds, just Mary Jane Make it disappear like magic, call me David Blaine Cops be looking at my car cause they suspicious here Keys of fisch scale white, you say its Christmas here I'm bringing Christmas cheer on the surface of a mirror Steer clear, I'm the dope boy of the year Run up in your house, yeah I'm going to make it mine Hiding in your closet you can call me Frankenstein Time to check the spread, evaluate the set Now I'm sitting front row, time to make a bet The fam is back in biz, so co*k your hammers quick You know you're talking to a motherf**ing pharmacist [Hook]