4 Da Opps

We gone flip a nigga block
Just for doing all that stuntin'
Take too long to serve that dope
I make your pussy ass front it
Boy my killers so retarded
Kick the door and they gone run in
Don't be asking for that band back Cause i already spun it

Bored as fuck might spin his block again
But i already spun it
How you broke and got them hitters
Bitch your family killed nothing

Save my money they gone kill for me
And i dont give them nothing
Say im gone slide a nigga slid fasho
Cause ion do no bluffing

Boy you know a nigga fast as fuck I don't know why you running
We aint even fye that dope up jdot tryna kill sumn
J4 be on every drill cause i be tryna peel sumn
Won't tell a nigga what im finna do im pretty sure i done it
Them fake pages never get attention
I think they be snitching
You want smoke with me i got it for you
Doing all that bitching
This bitch shoot like its unlimited
Bro why that bitch aint clicking
Take one of mine gone head and hide
I'm sure you know your time a ticking
No back and forth
A couple hours later we gone get up with you
J4 Krazy shoot at niggas if a nigga wanna diss me
Rock out any fucking where just name a nigga ever bitched me
Me and blair be popping out
I know them niggas never drilling
That hoe wanna fuck wit me that hoe a freak im gone resist it
Knock a nigga head off and he aint even on my hit list
I guess that's what a nigga get
On the gram tryna sneak diss
Hold up they done turnt me up
Give me the A-R lets go sweep shit
Hop out chase a nigga down
Leave his stomach on the cement
Got the drop on all the opps
Association get you dismissed
Ain't no get back on a thing
We hit that nigga that he be with
Yea i see you got your pole
But all the time you playing defense
I just run them bands up
And split the bag with my team and shit
We on facetime when you sleep
And i'm like bitch it aint no need for this
If you ain't gone let me fuck
Then why the fuck we even speaking jhit
And bitch i think you creep
But me and bro be on some creeper shit
And i aint gone follow back
Cause all you hoes be on some leeching shit
Its just me and all my niggas undecided track 3 and shit
And i still be popping out
So all the opps know where i be and shit
If the police get a hold of me
You know that i aint freezing shit
Up them blicks until they click
Bout dot and jaq i'm on some evil shit
They know cobi finna slide me any night im on some scheming shit
Niggas faking can't relate
They think they out here on some demon shit
Tell the truth j4 be cooling
But i'm more then down to heat a bitch
If blair go hit that hoe she playing games im finna kill her
Out the window with that glock
And smash the rental and who in it
So dont try ta set shit up cause me and bro we really with it
So dont try ta set shit up cause me and bro we really with it
Out the window with that glock
And smash the rental and who in it
Out the window with that glock
And smash the rental and who in it



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Writer(s): Joshua Powell
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