lil tecca – black ops lyrics
[intro]
(bop, bop!)
(bop!)
menoh! (bop!)
(bop, bop, bop, bop!)
yeah
yeah
ah
yeah
[chorus: lil tecca]
i’m playin’ sock-a-n-gg-, gotta kick it
run up the racks, n-gg- got the digits
i got the glock, or i got the smithen
that b-tch she a thot, she is not my woman
she like how i taste, yeah she like to lick it
they say i’mma make it, they say that i’m different
i been takin’ these n-gg-‘s b-tches, since i was seven
i just want a fanta, go to 7/11
if i see an opp, send that boy to heaven
i grew up on springfield, on the dead end
i see two opps, then i blend in
if he try to diss me, i fan him
i got that green slime, like ben 10
that choppa’ go boom, boom, boom like [?]
b-tch i got trap rap, and i can’t stand
i need me an asian b-tch, call her ling-ling
she want my heart, she don’t want the wok
she givin’ me neck, i don’t gotta talk
[?]
i’m teaching these n-gg-‘s, [?]
b-tch i’mma dog, yeah i gotta’ bark
i’m from new york, i don’t milly rock
talk on the gang, n-gg- if you want
[?] f-ck, n-gg- i don’t want
[verse 1: bugszy citglow]
n-gg-‘s [?] flexin’, but i been [?]
b-tch i’m here with gang, p-ssy n-gg- i don’t [?]
[?] p-ssy n-gg-, i don’t got [?]
hollow hit him in his f-ckin’ ribs, make a n-gg- dance
[chorus: lil tecca]
i’m playin’ sock-a-n-gg-, gotta kick it
run up the racks, n-gg- got the digits
i got the glock, or i got the smithen
that b-tch she a thot, she is not my woman
she like how i taste, yeah she like to lick it
they say i’mma make it, they say that i’m different
i been takin’ these n-gg-‘s b-tches, since i was seven
i just want a fanta, go to 7/11
if i see an opp, send that boy to heaven
i grew up on springfield, on the dead end
i see two opps, then i blend in
if he try to diss me, i fan him
i got that green slime, like ben 10
that choppa’ go boom, boom, boom like [?]
b-tch i got trap rap, and i can’t stand
i need me an asian b-tch, call her ling-ling
she want my heart, she don’t want the wok
she givin’ me neck, i don’t gotta talk
[?]
i’m teaching these n-gg-‘s, [?]
b-tch i’mma dog, yeah i gotta’ bark
i’m from new york, i don’t milly rock
talk on the gang, n-gg- if you want
[?] f-ck, n-gg- i don’t want
[verse 2: bugszy citglow]
i’m with tecca [?], big clique hit an opp in the [?]
i’m [?] bullets like [?]
[?] b-tch givin’ me neck
chopsticks, then i cash in a check
big mac hit an opp [?]
[?] put his -ss on a shirt
[?]
my n-gg-‘s slime, snakes [?]
[?]
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