OPPS
Verse 1: Ya niggas som opps put u on the block we shot at your spot u said u want smoke but calling the cops I don’t fuck wit these Thots I’m ballin like Scott I’m making a pot I’m making a lot u come at my gate I’m rocking dis bape my killers are apes try to escape put u on the tape Smb da gang u know we don’t bang the stick do his thing my diamonds they bling they call me a king spend 50 on a ring I’m on this beat and I’m still a rookie I fuck on your bitch and ate her cookie I’m making a stack get high like a bat I’m calling my slatt I’m calling my slatt I fuck on your bitch she calling me bad u better mad she called me her dad I hop in my whip we shot dhan dip pass me the clip I’m smoking a zip me niggas we on a trip me niggas we purge we come in a heard I ain’t no nerd never come in third I always come first

Fuck the opps

Verse 2: fuck the opps we shot at cops dis song a bop I’m in your hitting the mop u might get pop dis shii got to stop we aim at your top your body going to drop right at the shop I pop me a sprite get air like a dyke I’m taking your bike we nothing alike get hit wit a draco run me my peso your out like Diego ya hoes are plain pass me my chain made u walk wit a cane she give me som brain I’m up in the hills I’m paying these bills I gived u the chills I ain’t Lil bill we smoking dat stank I’m getting dis bank I came like a tank u finna get blank pass me my drank get on my rank I’m hitting the whoa I’m getting the dough u better lay low my diamonds they glow get hit by joe dat nigga he slow your mom she a hoe I came through door bust the four right in the war dat shii finna sore