Itsyaboydecount - Black Ops (Remix) Lyrics

Oh my God, they killed Kenny. You bastards..
Them niggas want war, tell them bring it
Yeah
Yeah, aye

I got two Glocks, call them Mustang and Sally
They scratching niggas off, they turnt a nigga to a tally
I ain't from the city, but don't be swinging down this alley
And yeah, I'm one of the good guys, but I gotta stick to Cali

But through the night, I hear voices and see numbers like my name Mason
It's a white man army, they'll take your brain and try to replace it
Use your f*cking brain, they wanna fly you out to be a patient
And they only want you for the front line of they rotation

Why join the army when I'm already armed and dangerous
And yeah, they send you checks for life, but after your leg's dangling
I'm choking up the underground, they like chill with the strangling
Tell me, should I hit a nigga block or hit the range, man

AK-74u on me Yeah, this bitch a baby Drac
And if I ever shoot a vid, that bitch a be a crazy tape
Yeah, I got some shit on me that'll make a nigga wakey-wakey
Leaving niggas in a blood pond, that's a lazy lake

Man, I'm moving through the forest like my last name Gump but im more like Larenz Tate when he get a f*cking pump
Shout out to Willie D, but I'm the real clean up man
Man, I beat that coochie up, I make it do handstands

When you step up in them streets, ain't no more calling for your mama
They think I went to war, the way I'm dealing with this trauma
And man, I been cooking shit up like I'm DJ Drama been dropping hot shit like a terrorist, but I'm not a bomber

They say the hoes need help, I think they need a father
Their priorities are sucking dick and riding around in Chargers
And I don't diss hoes, man, I'm just gone tell the truth
And if your ass get offended, then your ass must fit that shoe

Real nonchalant nigga, make a bitch go poof
When my shit come on, they like, damn, he talking loose
Crazy thing, it's off the phone, cause I ain't got a f*cking booth
And i can merch, I'm killing any beat I'm tearing it from the roots

But day and day, man, I swear, nigga, getting better
And bitch, I've been a big dog, I don't care for your measure
I don't need to hit ya bitch, she won't give me pleasure
I want a down bitch that blow that blick like Sheva

But if I hit ya bitch, man, I would've sent her to the reaper
And none of these rappers wanna battle I'm leaving niggas with seizures
Don't worry about the last album, that's a sleeper
I walk up on a nigga and blow him down like a creeper

Body's normally six feet deep, but I'ma put you deeper
And if I catch you dangling, I'ma sweep you by your feet, bruh
They say I make it look too easy, but I ain't never cheat, bruh
And yeah, we never retreat, we run to action like a cheetah

But like I said, man, I'ma be the f*cking GOAT
While these niggas in they basement struggling to get some hope
I done cleaned the game up like I hit the streets with soap
And I love my life, good or bad, so you can keep the rope

Yeah, man, had to take it back to 2010 for you f*ckboys
I'm really him, I'm real pressure, been doing this
I might f*ck around, travel to the future, give y'all something, you know