Operah

Black Reem in the cut
I be chasing these coins like a Muh fucking laundry mat 6300 yea that's where ya find me at keep it real simple I'm Not a designer cat coming for me I got goons in bout every set
Young nigga plotting and scheming I'm feigning
So gone give that check up lil homie
You say you a goon you well gone have to show me
Cause niggas is fakes man they really so phony
Please do not joe me cause you do not know me
These bitches is whores so I bet you she blow me
Finessing the game watch me come up so slowly
My niggas on go green light horror scene
When they say my name hope it taste like morphine
Then I Cause dying to niggas
No lying my nigga
Stepping right back and I'm pulling the trigger
Not from the three but mid range Ima peel ya
Curry with the shot so I know they can't heal ya
Im shooting shit just like I'm curry
I'm Backed by some beast so I don't even worry
These niggas is demons so they come in with the fury
Uhh
63 where I come from
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Fuck nigga you don't want none
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Cause round here ain't shit fun
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Pull hammers bet you gone run
Uhh
Yea my niggas they really go through ya
Leave you on cement my niggas will glue ya

Thought you was slick well bitch nigga I fooled ya
I Pull out the tool bruh turtle shell boo ya

Niggas get the ratting and singing
So Ima get the clapping and squeezing
My ratchet be feigning and I ain't catch a body this weekend I fuck with some demons Fah got the shotty he Beaming

He wetting and cleaning erase you off the block yea he teaching see what I'm meaning we shootin at first so it Won't Be no reaching we leaving a stain we not talking bout bleaching and walking up silent it won't be no Speaking we Aiming for pilots point right at ya speakers we smutting some bitches ya girl is a tweaker Ima teach You a lesson like I am a teacher

So you understand what I mean by all that

Seriously, what

How you don't know what I'm talking bout this shit be banging like we in Darryl Dawkins house ratchet be louder Then thunder when Nina shout won't be caught up on the scene I be moving out

These pills I be popping be having me dipping these niggas keep talking but I do not listen its a voice in my head I Am serious you hear this oh Shit I forgot yea I really be tripping

Don't got a crumb on my plate yea you say that you starve but you already ate so I do it alone gotta carry my weight But my team steady riding and they make sure I'm straight



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Writer(s): Black Reem
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