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Black
7,830
Hip-Hop/Rap
Black was released on July 16, 2020 by Parlophone UK as a part of the album Black - Single
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Release DateJuly 16, 2020
LabelParlophone UK
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM144

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dutchavelli
Dutchavelli
Vocals
Big Zeeko
Big Zeeko
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Allen
Stephen Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Zeeko
Big Zeeko
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Go on then, brodie, please phone codie
A man got touched at the doughnut shop
A'ight? Hope he recovers in a week
If not, it's peak, he owes man guap
Put that to the back of my mind right now
Black trainers, black tracksuit, black gloves
What happens on opp block stays on opp block
We do not ride out with a loose tongue
You are not bad, what have you done
She see me get three man down in a night
She don't know I did that more than once
I hate pigs, call them ****
Cunch line's brought more than blunts
Tryna get rich by any means
Even if it means runnin' in drums
[Verse 2]
Yo, it's Big Five, no lie, man, I live this life
Ordered the bouncers at the door givin' out a frisk
Man still got the sticks inside
Turn on the light, I'm choppin' up bits of white
Got dot like the Brixton riots
Flew down on the economy class, hit a lick with my darg
Came back on the business flight
I'm sellin' white girl, that Kylie Minogue
Practice what you preach but if I preach what I practice
That ain't no life to promote
Pray that the music thing works out for the best
Cah man's gettin' tired of the road
And no one cares if you spent one thou on your creps
In jail that's the price of a phone
In jail that's the price of a deck
I'm back, live in the flesh
See how Jesus rise from the dead
That's how I felt when I walked out of the seg
Dutch', I'm a boss
What you know about signin' cheques?
Bedford, Manchester and then Bristol
I might go shut down Brighton next
Or I might just shut down Brum
Club 101, I got this connect that only sells weed in bulk
And I know his Gs gonna come
You think I spent all these Ps on jewels and I ain't spent Ps on a ****?
I'm just incriminating my own self
Just know intimidation won't help
Woah, woah, how low could you go?
Like this one chick said she go post my dick pics if I don't answer the phone
I blocked that bitch
That's a long dick though, don't act like the world ain't seen one of those
I got this shit, no word, like Flipz
I'ma put this in a funeral home like (R.I.P.)
I put the beat in a morgue right now
Tell 'em I go do the autopsy
See how the insides got torn right out
The contract's got a clause right now
So C said that I can't talk right now
I got two bad Bs from South
And they wanna come to the East side of the town
[Verse 3]
Go on then, brodie, please phone codie
A man got touched at the doughnut shop
A'ight? Hope he recovers in a week
If not, it's peak, he owes man guap
Put that to the back of my mind right now
Black trainers, black tracksuit, black gloves
What happens on opp block stays on opp block
We do not ride out with a loose tongue
You are not bad, what have you done
She see me get three man down in a night
She don't know I did that more than once
I hate pigs, call them ****
Cunch line's brought more than blunts
Tryna get rich by any means
Even if it means runnin' in drums
Written by: Stephen Allen
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