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Ban
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ban was released on March 12, 2021 by Connoisseur Records as a part of the album Black Boy Mob - EP
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Release DateMarch 12, 2021
LabelConnoisseur Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KORNDAWG
KORNDAWG
Performer
Caleb Carnell Hope
Caleb Carnell Hope
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quantereus Keonte Williams
Quantereus Keonte Williams
Lyrics
Caleb Carnell Hope
Caleb Carnell Hope
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jackson Laurie
Jackson Laurie
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Bitch ass ****, he a bitch ass ****
Bitch ass ****, he a bitch ass ****
Bitch ass ****, he a bitch ass ****
Bitch ass ****, he a bitch ass ****
Tired of all the bitch ass **** in my city
Feelin' like I'm 50
**** tryna end me
Started all this shit from a joke, now they envy
Pockets on empty
I know why they sick of me
Member when them SoundCloud checks was 50?
Then I ran it up now its 20 times 50
Bad bitches all at the show tryna like me
Cracked at the show I was fried, I was tipsy
Now she keeps texting me, and she keep necking me
Cracked her by the Christmas tree Feliz Navidad
**** keep texting me asking for the recipe
Knowing damn well lil' bro I'm not your guy
Let him slide once, now he finna hit the cha-cha-slide
If a **** rob me, then you know it's clobbering time
Me and Cube poured up in a Faygo, but two different lines
Me and bro fried as fuck, We just mixed two different kinds
I don't know your girl, thats my cousin, read between the lines
**** fucked up in they deal, read between the lines
I just fucked five hoes with week, I'm on demon time
Mob around my city with my ****, this Adventure Time
You are not the plug little boy, you're just nickel dime
112 grams on my lap, finna face it now
Bad bitch said she on the way like right now
Cracked her in the crib, she too loud, told her pipe down
20 minutes pass know her phone wanna ring now
Told her I don't give a fuck about that bitch ass ****
I'm tryna crack sum
Skinny ass jeans from Pac-Sun
In the crib makin' beats like I'm Jackson
I'ma punch you in your face, get back son
**** talkin' bout they bodies, ain't got none
**** talkin' bout they robbery, ain't hit none
**** talkin' bout they cash, they ain't got none
On the block selling cash, you a bum
In the crib bitch I do this shit for fun
In the crib bitch you know I count it up
In the crib checks coming off my thumb
Bad bitch finna stick it in her butt
fuck
Bitch ass **** ol' bitch ass ****
Written by: Caleb Carnell Hope, Quantereus Keonte Williams
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