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Black Magic
Hip-Hop/Rap
Black Magic was released on July 4, 2025 by TEAMHAVINENT as a part of the album Team Havin, Vol. 1
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Release DateJuly 4, 2025
LabelTEAMHAVINENT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snow Dashotta
Snow Dashotta
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Larry Herron
Larry Herron
Songwriter
Devean Gordon
Devean Gordon
Songwriter
D'Angelo Gordon
D'Angelo Gordon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Larry Herron
Larry Herron
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I'm tryna keep it casual, none of your shit be factual
How is you mad that we passed you
Wasn't tryna take your hoe, that's what cash do
You a back up ass **** like Pence, my pockets loaded up like Spence
He postin' that polo, I ain't his, I was down, had to take me a risk
Look bad bitch, but I think she yours, she tryna slurp me
Say once I got the racks, that bitch ain't curve me, it's workin
I walked up outta sax, picture perfect, you hurtin
Dissin' on them tracks, I'll drop my eight off, that's suburban
I'm ducked off out the way, puttin' the pape up, I got the racks stackin
Dropped a duce in my soda, started dozin, and got to cat nappin
The point, God, you know I'm quick to make a play, cause I be stat packin
Told lil' baby, if I leave you, then that stat, it ain't no backtrackin
Christian Dior on my body, but I'm with demons like I do black magic
Ain't tryna listen to your song with all that lyin, stop all that cap rappin
I see a opp, I'ma get to throwin' bullets, I need a flak jacket
Fascinated with the pape, I get addicted like I'm a crack addict
If you're not worried about no munyun, I swear to God, we cannot kick it
My brother Accurate, swear to God, he get to shootin, ain't no missin
Me, P.G. Vean and Snow be cookin, but the stu ain't in the kitchen
Whip ain't got no key, I press a button and start the damn ignition
Y'all can't fuck with TH, I swear the flow be too impeccable
Only reason I hit his bitch, she hit my DM speakin' sexual
If I hit you with the chop, they gon' be tryna find the rest of you
The fuck you think we toting blickies for, ain't finna wrestle, dude
We the movement
Written by: D'Angelo Gordon, Devean Gordon, Larry Herron
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