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Black Forces
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Black Forces was released on November 14, 2025 by Guin Records LLC as a part of the album Time Waits For No Man
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Release DateNovember 14, 2025
LabelGuin Records LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
City James
City James
Performer
ICECOLDBISHOP
ICECOLDBISHOP
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Treveon Bain
Treveon Bain
Songwriter
Waseel Amoura
Waseel Amoura
Songwriter
Devin Concannon
Devin Concannon
Songwriter
Jack Monk
Jack Monk
Songwriter
Reginald Rainey III
Reginald Rainey III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Waseel Amoura
Waseel Amoura
Producer, Mixing Engineer
Jack Monk
Jack Monk
Producer
choob
choob
Producer, Mixing Engineer
Punching Dolphins
Punching Dolphins
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Verse 1
Like I got black forces on
I am not to be played with
Need my whip like my bitch
Want to stay in the latest
If I say who I am
I can get your bitch naked
Way too much ass, average **** couldn’t take it
Chorus
Take it off, take it off
If I hit this lick, imma take it all
If I hit yo bitch, she gone take it all
Really with the shit, I don’t play at all
(Repeat Chorus)
Verse 2
Break ’em off
Told my ****, ain’t takin’ long
For I get rich, take my bitch to the islands
Tell ’em tag along
Thing ’bout me, I pay my fee
I earn respect, I get my checks
Shit ain’t easy but shit is geechi
Can’t say the same for none of y’all
I wish I would switch, leveled up, patna
Take my collar and pop it — **** I’m hood rich
Seen OGs get guala and put it in they sock
Plus they ain’t foolish, always on bullshit
You could take this L or you could take this bullet
Here you go — pull it
Chorus
Like I got black forces on
I am not to be played with
Need my whip like my bitch
Want to stay in the latest
If I say who I am
I can get your bitch naked
Way too much ass, average **** couldn’t take it
Take it off, take it off
If I hit this lick, imma take it all
If I hit yo bitch, she gone take it all
Really with the shit, I don’t play at all
(Repeat Chorus)
Verse 3
Stomp a **** in some black forces
Catching back fades by the back porches
Nickel plated forty and it’s mad gorgeous
**** want the smoke, then tell him ask for it
Mama broke as fuck — I never asked for it
Everything I had I had to pass for it
Front yard, lil broken glass for it
Touch mine, **** — we can clash for it
Want ya life, **** — what’s the password?
Get to stompin’ a bitch on a back curb
I just hopped out in my black fur
All that woofin’ — it sound like a cat purr
All that woofin’ — it sound like a cat purr
Aye, my bitch fell asleep, brodie tap her
I don’t where my blower go — ask her
When I find it I’m right on your antlers
You a funny **** — Adam Sandler
Haha, ****, fill me with laughter
Finna slide on him like a dancer
Finna slide on him in a lancer
On a **** neck like lanyard
Knock knock, tell that **** answer
Fuck a test, bitch — I want the answer
Step back and shoot like the answer
Bullets rain dear like Prancer
One on one you don’t have a chance, sir
**** throwing shade like a lamp, sir
I want the motherfucking smoke
Til a **** get cancer
Had a shootout in front of the manor
Please do not play with patience
’Cause that shit will reflect on my manners
Chorus / Outro
Like I got black forces on
I am not to be played with
Need my whip like my bitch
Want to stay in the latest
If I say who I am
I can get your bitch naked
Way too much ass, average **** couldn’t take it
Take it off, take it off
If I hit this lick, imma take it all
If I hit yo bitch, she gone take it all
Really with the shit, I don’t play at all
(Repeat / Fade)
Written by: Devin Concannon, Jack Monk, Reginald Rainey III, Treveon Bain, Waseel Amoura
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