OPS

Yea.
Started from the bottom.
Run to the top
Yo bitch got my glock
She run from the cops (fuck 12)
She catching them ops
she all on my cock
She wanna get blocked

Yk what I mean.

We catching all ops

Fuck all dat talk

Let's go

Started from the bottom
Run to the top
She gave me some top
Now I'm ducking them cops
Shawty got wet like a mop
She shaking that ass shawty a thot
We clutching them glocks
I'm fucking his thot
Shawty the op
She came to my block
She tryna get popped
She don't want No smoke
Finna go pop me a perc
Yeah.
We tryna get to the top
Blow his brains off
Knock his dreads off
Cut that bitch off
She ready for takeoff
Tell her never come back
Unless you got big paper
She acting like I'm her number one
Savor
For that shit yk I need a favor
We catching them ops
Yea
We catching them ops
We catching them ops
They right down the block
Yea
We catching them ops
We catching them ops
We catching them ops
They right down the block



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Writer(s): Corey White
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