Ain't No Opps

(Dirty Sosa)

I was real with niggas that was fake to me (Yeah)
Them ain't no opps, them niggas just hate on me (Yeah)
Fuck sayin' you love me, dawg, just show it
Had a smile on my face at my lowest
I was down and I never showed it (Show, show, show it, yeah)
Seen some of my most lonely nights, havin' them M's (Yeah)
How the fuck I was broke havin' them friends?
Percocets, fightin' demons
Forgave my bitch when she cheated
I ain't go get depressed
Ran a million dollars up on Visas
Bulletproof Range, I ain't lease it
Got some head out of Keisha
Shot me five times, still breathing
Beefing with a nigga about his BM
Smack him every time a nigga see him
Death threats in a nigga DM
Fuck you bitch niggas, get some racks
I drop the bag and get you whacked, (Brr)
Your baddest bitch ain't the baddest to me
She land in Miami, I fucked her for free
She told me, "Gon' send a Caddy for me"
It's a bulletproof, not a regular V
Ayy, shawty might as well let me call you an Uber
Ayy, she say I'm toxic but she still gonna do me
Yeah, I ain't got an opp richer than me
Niggas can't get my energy
Watch my friends more than enemies
Couple of my dawgs stabbed me in the back
They won't do this shit again
Fucked her once, I could fuck her again
Shawty mad because I fucked on her friend
You said that was your sis'
I threw the dick, she assist
Shawty got caught in the mix
She was just feelin' the kid
Ain't want the pussy, just lips
We was leavin' out the club
Shawty was turnt, she was lit
So it went down in the whip, ayy
How could you blame me, blame me? Oh yeah



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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, David Blom
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