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Black Ops
Hip-Hop/Rap
Black Ops was released on March 25, 2022 by Only The Gang Entertainment as a part of the album Chosen One
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Release DateMarch 25, 2022
LabelOnly The Gang Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM79

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bank$
Bank$
Songwriter
Charles Bailey
Charles Bailey
Songwriter
Donte Brady
Donte Brady
Songwriter

Lyrics

No discussion
My **** upping
Them **** with that talking
We popping out ain't no arguing
OTG my **** all in
Sipping wok nah this ain't coffee
Cold hearted call me frosty
My bitch bad she sexy bossy
Juicy booty that's all fa me
Bitches say they love me they wan fuck me I just want my money
**** acting chummy you a dummy get the fuck from round me
**** hella bummy I got LV on my fucking tummy
Sparking up my Glock like my wood think it's fucking funny
Bitch I'm bout whatever I ain't ducking **** know wassup
Riding roun tinted up
Yea we tryna shoot them up
I been getting money I ain't worried bout **** talking bout me
Bullets tackle just like clowney
**** acting Robert Downey
You a lame can't hang around
I got the gang with me
Up my blick don't play with me
This Glock it stay with me
Bitch they call me banks cause I got money what the fuck you on
Swinging on this block just like Spider-Man won't take me long
Bitch I'm at your door ring your bell it's like bing bong
Beating on my chest im the king just like King Kong
Baddie bitch in pink thongs fuck her make her sing songs
Knock knock who's there it's my Glock your face gone
Ion fuck with **** ion co-operate
**** see me up this bitch they singing like a holiday
Baby girl you see these dreads hanging from a mile away
And if you owe me money it ain't funny bitch it's time to pay if you know me
Ah Ah I red na
Walk up on em overstood Ah then he dead na
Like up in the classrooms I'm quick to pull that lead out
Thought he was gone make it he was patient but he bled out
Almost did a high speed
With 3 and 4 swerving like donico
I up and let it blow push your shit back and then I'm out the door
You know we got the dough came
With your hoe but we don't need her though
She a skeazing hoe bitch free my bro
I pour me up a 4
Ride or die for bro
FN on me this bitch ain't just for show
Sweep shit like broomsday hoe
Posted with 4 I'll send him at your door
Still mad from years ago
That's why you broke
And bitch we bout to blow
You know we strapped with poles
All black like crows you play you get exposed
Bum **** can't get it from me
On gang ain't going for nothing
Them **** they up to something
Getting racks we getting money
Wrap a **** like a mummy
Choppa kicking like it's chun li
I be thugging on my lonely
OTG it's bleeding on me
Yea my dick a demon told her exorcist the semon out
Left that lil bitch creaming out
My dick a knife she screaming out
Fuck her for a hour now I got the lil bih feening na
Red and purple I'm leaning now
Favorite gun that nina 9
She like the way I'm squeezing ha
She like the way I'm squeezing ha
My favorite gun that nina 9
That Nina 9 ima rock it out
I got my blicky and I'm sticky
A **** from the city rock amiri
Fuck the dickies
Steady watching what I'm saying I can't let them **** trick me
I bet I go out just like tony before I let a **** rip that's on god ****
Uh I can't even lie I don't kno what it is
Hop up out that car
We tryna hit his leg uh
Yea I'm been solid since a youngin
Been lit since a kid
Telling my la homie we could never talk bout what we did
Different city every day stand on business every way
We don't need no mask we gone kill his ass anyway
Paranoid when I ride with my man's i just hope he spray
Clutching on this nina to get home ain't tryna die today ****
I'm introverted ion talk and ion be roun ****
Fuck that Instagram I'm in traffic tryna see bout ****
Baby blitz tryna make that Draco spit like he beatbox ****
Had to change my crowd to demons round me I had to leave out ****
I got them youngins on this bitch oh yea they turning up
Green light any **** on this earth no we don't give no fucks
And we do block trips in broad day we tryna hit em up
Lost my soul back in 2018 ain't no healing na
Written by: Bruce Banks, Charles Bailey, Donte Brady
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