Free All The Opps

Heyo, Lil Mexico, pass the gas!

Free all of my opps because this
shits not so fun (Trap trap trap trap)
These some big woods burnin', and my cup's double stuffed
I'ma keep on gettin' money, tell ya' mans to catch up (Skrt)
And, I can, I can never switch up,
I'ma put that on blood (Trap trap trap trap)
Free all of my opps because this shits not so fun
These some big woods burnin', and my cup's double stuffed
I'ma keep on gettin' money, tell ya' mans to catch up (Skrt)
And, I can, I can never switch up,
I'ma put that on blood (Trap trap trap trap)

Okay it's free all the opps cause this shit getting boring
First year was sold out then hit Europe, we touring
Lil shorty Japanese, that ho butt lookin' gorgeous
I just cracked a ginger ale, grabbed a tech pint and poured it
All my backwoods blue cause my smoke be imported (Okay)
And its still fuck Trump cause he want flex get deported
It be thirty for the 30, fourteen hunnit for potions
You bought these Glocks for the gram, my 40 leave 'em in ocean
You pull the Tec it gon' jam, this chopper spray in the open
My uncle still in the can, while my mama cried, she can't hold it

Simon say, you won't shoot him, why the fuck is you totin'?

Got compas killin' for free, you gon offer promotion

Free all of my opps because this shits not so fun (Trap trap trap)
These some big woods burnin', and my cup's double stuffed
I'ma keep on gettin' money, tell ya' mans to catch up (Skrt)
And, I can, I can never switch up,
I'ma put that on blood (Trap trap trap trap)
Free all of my opps because this shits not so fun
These some big woods burnin', and my cup's double stuffed
I'ma keep on gettin' money, tell ya' mans to catch up (Skrt)
And, I can, I can never switch up,
I'ma put that on blood (Trap trap trap trap)

We gon bust shit now, and keep the questions for later (Pew pew pew)
I made a milli on my own, ain't got no time for a hater (Haha)
If you really 'bout that action, quit that internet actin' (Trap trap trap)
We throw fist, tote dick, or whatever you with
Fucked up, I can't, I can't, I can't feel my face
F&N in my gun, we gon catch a case
Big diamonds on my neck, you can't see this way
And if we catch you up in traffic look the other way (Skrt)
High as fuck, bitch we zooming in my two seater
Oh I know that bitch, she used to be the crew leader
These Versace steppers, and a Gucci sweater
Why you mans hating on me he don't know no better

Free all of my opps because this shits not so fun (Trap trap trap)
These some big woods burnin', and my cup's double stuffed
I'ma keep on gettin' money, tell ya' mans to catch up (Skrt Skrt)
And, I can, I can never switch up, I'ma put that on blood (Trap trap trap trap)
Free all of my opps because this shits not so fun (Trap trap trap trap)
These some big woods burnin', and my cup's double stuffed
I'ma keep on gettin' money, tell ya' mans to catch up (Skrt)
And, I can, I can never switch up, I'ma put that on blood (Trap trap trap trap)



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Voutsinas, Cristian Palma, Andrew Edward Adolph
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