Black-ops Remix
GENRE
[Intro: Lil Tecca]
Bop, bop!
Bop! (Menoh!)
Bop, bop, bop, bop!
Yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
I'm playin' soccer nigga, gotta kick it
Run up the racks, nigga got the digits
I got the Glock or I got the Smith 'n
That bitch, she a thot, she is not my woman
She like how I taste, yeah, she like to lick it
They say I'ma make it, they say that I'm destined
I been takin' these nigga's bitches 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 Ginseng
Bitch, I got trap rap and I can't sing
I need me an Asian bitch, call her Ling-Ling
[Post-Chorus: Lil Tecca]
She want my heart, she don't want the Wock'
She givin' me neck, I don't gotta talk
Bought a brand new Tesla, I don't gotta park
I'm teaching these nigga's like I got the chalk
Bitch, I'm a dog, yeah, I gotta bark
I'm from New York, I don't milly rock
She suck on the gang, nigga, if she want
She gon' let me fuck, nigga, I don't want
[Verse 1: Lil Tecca]
Nigga, he be flexin' 'bout a band but I got ten
I stay with the gang, pussy nigga, I don't got friends
I got family, pussy nigga, I don't got fans
That hollow hit him in his fuckin' ribs, make that nigga dance
[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
I'm playin' soccer nigga, gotta kick it
Run up the racks, nigga got the digits
I got the Glock or I got the Smith 'n
That bitch, she a thot, she is not my woman
She like how I taste, yeah, she like to lick it
They say I'ma make it, they say that I'm destined
I been takin' these nigga's bitches 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 Ginseng
Bitch, I got trap rap and I can't sing
I need me an Asian bitch, call her Ling-Ling
[Post-Chorus: Lil Tecca]
She want my heart, she don't want the Wock'
She givin' me neck, I don't gotta talk
Bought a brand new Tesla, I don't gotta park
I'm teaching these nigga's like I got the chalk
Bitch, I'm a dog, yeah, I gotta bark
I'm from New York, I don't milly rock
She suck on the gang, nigga, if she want
She gon' let me fuck, nigga, I don't want
[Verse 2: Bugszy Citglo]
I'm with Tecca and we totin' the TEC
Big Glick, hit an opp in his neck
I'm throwin' bullets like I play for the Jets
Thick bitch used to givin' me neck
Chopsticks, then I cash in a check
Big MAC, hit an opp in his neck
We asked to put his ass on a shirt
'Cause he was talkin' down on the set
My nigga's slime, snakes, slizzin'
Shootin' shit like I play for the Clippers
I want money, I got some money
Gas too big, I do it, no Clifford
He was talkin' hot on the net
Told that opp, that boy was missin'
Big guns like a nigga in Black Ops
Bitch, I keep me a missile
(Psh, psh, psh, psh)
Hollows rippin' through his tissue
(Psh, psh, psh, psh)
Break a nigga like a crystal
(Psh, psh, psh, psh)
Now your family miss you
Slow down bro, that's the opps
Cook 'em like a McGriddle
[Verse 3:DatBoy Keiston)
Tecca Go Ahead and Get em
AYE I put my dick in his sister
I rock with the Tommy Hilfigers
I told you u don't fuck wit these niggas
Man these niggas so lame they wanna play my game
They claiming that they gang but don't know how to bang
Bitch yeah I'm gon do my thing, yeah I'm gon do my thing
Bitch I had another dream just like Martin Luther king
Pull up on the fuckin scene, got a 40. Wit a mother fuckin red beam
That lil nigga wanna go I shoot em in the knees
I'm gonna let my choppa go I wanna hear em sing
They talk that shit then red is all their gonna see
I got his girl suckin all on my D
(DatBoy Keiston)
Gang gang gang gang
Skrt, boom
[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
I'm playin' soccer nigga, gotta kick it
Run up the racks, nigga got the digits
I got the Glock or I got the Smith 'n
That bitch, she a thot, she is not my woman
She like how I taste, yeah, she like to lick it
They say I'ma make it, they say that I'm destined
I been takin' these nigga's bitches 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 Ginseng
Bitch, I got trap rap and I can't sing
I need me an Asian bitch, call her Ling-Ling
[Post-Chorus: Lil Tecca]
She want my heart, she don't want the Wock'
She givin' me neck, I don't gotta talk
Bought a brand new Tesla, I don't gotta park
I'm teaching these nigga's like I got the chalk
Bitch, I'm a dog, yeah, I gotta bark
I'm from New York, I don't milly rock
She suck on the gang, nigga, if she want
She gon' let me fuck, nigga, I don't want
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