We in this b#tch, no holding back
If you ain’t bussing hold the flag
I’m certified, you know the facts
He throw the frag, it’s going back
I spied an opp through the scope
He’s getting popped through the smoke
The bodies drop and then we Ghost
Like Reznov we do the most, ay
Try your best, this ain’t no FPS
Playing stupid get you laid to rest
The battlefield can be a lot of stress
I put a f#cking blade right through your chest
Then toss grenades that tear right through your flesh
Or let you live and watch me shoot the rest
n#gg#, this is war, this what we do to pests
Uh, aim down, headshot
I catch a body like Reznov
Run up on a n#gg#, get your leg shot
Turn a Black Opp into a dead opp
Shotty turn his afro to some dreadlocks
n#gg# try to son me and he step pop
Should’ve kept his eye out for that red dot
They gon find his body in the bedrock
You ain’t busting whole the flag, little p#ss#
If it’s beef I dump the mag on a p#ss#
If it’s rap not holding back on a p#ss#
I put my gun up, get to slapping a p#ss#
I sip the jug and then move like a zombie
We smoking out, I got the Nova gas on me
I got the shotty, it got kick like it’s Sanji
You in the field and I’ma catch me a homi, b#tch
The numbers miss, what the motherf#cking numbers mean, man, damn, haha! Dragovich, Kravchenko, Stein, all them p#ssies must die!
We in this b#tch, no holding back
If you ain’t bussing hold the flag
I’m certified, you know the facts
He throw the frag, it’s going back
I spied an opp through the scope
He’s getting popped through the smoke
The bodies drop and then we Ghost
Like Reznov we do the most, ay
Huh? Gun on my hip
Aim for the, wait, get hit with the clip
K/D, too nice, don’t play with that sh#t
And as soon as I step in the lobby I’m taking your b#tch
Warzone, hot drop, new whip, hop out
Pop shots, leave holes with this mac ten
Armor plates on my chest and I’ma grab another weapon
Then we gon shoot at your best friend, taking the flag, that’s another win
Mini map, mini map, you can get really smacked with the gat
I don’t even like playing these games, but these bullets love to play tags
I don’t even like playing with these lames, I’m in the top spot each match
It do not matter the game mode, I play the objective while getting a bag
Huh? What you try to put? You confirmed? Domination? Get to the flag, hahaha! Run that sh#t, hahaha!
We in this b#tch, no holding back
If you ain’t bussing hold the flag
I’m certified, you know the facts
He throw the frag, it’s going back
I spied an opp through the scope
He’s getting popped through the smoke
The bodies drop and then we Ghost
Like Reznov we do the most, ay
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