Opps

Run from the cops
Run from me, we gon' gun you down
Fighting the opps, you gon' bleed
We don't fuck around
No need to talk, they all funny
I said fucked upon
The boy is hungry, I need to eat ass, underground
Skeet on my bitch in her necklace
Yeah that boy want the heat leave him headless
I wake up at night time to eat breakfast
And I'm fucking my girl in her sundress

I air my shit out in broad daylight if you're wondering
I put my UAV up, bitch now I'm hunting him
100 round mag, shoot it at his feet he fumbling
Put a perky in his water now that boy is stumbling
That boy must be crazy he sneak dissing me on twitter
You better watch your mouth because my attitude is bitter
That boy shit his pants I think he needs a babysitter
Said you was about it but you acting like your sister

Run from the cops
Run from me, we gon' gun you down
Fighting the opps, you gon' bleed
We don't fuck around
No need to talk, they all funny
I said fucked upon
The boy is hungry, I need to eat ass, underground
Skeet on my bitch in her necklace
Yeah that boy want the heat leave him headless
I wake up at night time to eat breakfast
And I'm fucking my girl in her sundress



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Writer(s): Dominyc Dalton Zuniga
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