Oppy
You better not mess this up, VXSHAL
Like, grrah-grrah
Like, pass the glocky, like, niggas movin' oppy
Nico on this, I didn't even know
Yo, bro, pass the glocky, like, niggas movin' oppy
In the spot, sippin' casi', like, tryna get her wocky
Throw a hundred times, no Buba
Not a pencil, we brought a ruler
If he run up on me I'ma, If he run up on me I'ma boom
R.I.P the guys, free the guys
Mommas cry, lotta' homicides
Brodie itchin', tryna terrorize
If I ever die just let it flock
Nigga, let it bang, before I think, be the gang can't change
Limitless range but I get close, like
Tryna let it blow, like (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Send that nigga four, like
Send that nigga more, like
Send em' to the, y'all know the rest, straight to the Lord
And you know we not throwin' five, send six, like
Nigga check the risk, like
Diamonds dance all up on me nigga
Back up off me, hit em' in his shit, like
Me and Fazo, twin chops, like, and we two deep
And we ball like, Curry and Klay
Press play, spooky movie
Me and Fazo, twin chops, like, and we two deep
And we ball like, Curry and Klay
Press play, spooky movie
Yo, bro, pass the glocky, like, niggas movin' oppy
In the spot, sippin' casi', like, tryna get her wocky
Throw a hundred times, no Buba
Not a pencil, we brought a ruler
If he run up on me I'ma, If he run up on me I'ma boom
Try to run up on me, boy, you stupid
I got thirty on me, I'ma use it
Bullets gon' hit a nigga actin' foolish
Hop out the coupe and niggas tryna boof it
I'm in a Maybach and I'm laid back wit' ya' bitch
While she tryna top me
Ask about Gwuap, I been movin' wocky
I got alotta' niggas tryna opp me
Sometimes I feel like the best
I don't know if they dumb or I started this shit
Gotta keep it when I'm up in the field
I can't even lie, this shit is not a drill
R.I.P to Pop, niggas gettin' smoked
DaeDae, that's my rippy, he gon' get the low
Oh, you turn a opp nigga to a spliff
Well, we turn a opp nigga to a O, stupid
Yo, bro, pass the glocky, like, niggas movin' oppy
In the spot, sippin' casi', like, tryna get her wocky
Throw a hundred times, no Buba
Not a pencil, we brought a ruler
If he run up on me I'ma, If he run up on me I'ma
Like, grrah-grrah
Like, pass the glocky, like, niggas movin' oppy
Nico on this, I didn't even know
Yo, bro, pass the glocky, like, niggas movin' oppy
In the spot, sippin' casi', like, tryna get her wocky
Throw a hundred times, no Buba
Not a pencil, we brought a ruler
If he run up on me I'ma, If he run up on me I'ma boom
R.I.P the guys, free the guys
Mommas cry, lotta' homicides
Brodie itchin', tryna terrorize
If I ever die just let it flock
Nigga, let it bang, before I think, be the gang can't change
Limitless range but I get close, like
Tryna let it blow, like (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Send that nigga four, like
Send that nigga more, like
Send em' to the, y'all know the rest, straight to the Lord
And you know we not throwin' five, send six, like
Nigga check the risk, like
Diamonds dance all up on me nigga
Back up off me, hit em' in his shit, like
Me and Fazo, twin chops, like, and we two deep
And we ball like, Curry and Klay
Press play, spooky movie
Me and Fazo, twin chops, like, and we two deep
And we ball like, Curry and Klay
Press play, spooky movie
Yo, bro, pass the glocky, like, niggas movin' oppy
In the spot, sippin' casi', like, tryna get her wocky
Throw a hundred times, no Buba
Not a pencil, we brought a ruler
If he run up on me I'ma, If he run up on me I'ma boom
Try to run up on me, boy, you stupid
I got thirty on me, I'ma use it
Bullets gon' hit a nigga actin' foolish
Hop out the coupe and niggas tryna boof it
I'm in a Maybach and I'm laid back wit' ya' bitch
While she tryna top me
Ask about Gwuap, I been movin' wocky
I got alotta' niggas tryna opp me
Sometimes I feel like the best
I don't know if they dumb or I started this shit
Gotta keep it when I'm up in the field
I can't even lie, this shit is not a drill
R.I.P to Pop, niggas gettin' smoked
DaeDae, that's my rippy, he gon' get the low
Oh, you turn a opp nigga to a spliff
Well, we turn a opp nigga to a O, stupid
Yo, bro, pass the glocky, like, niggas movin' oppy
In the spot, sippin' casi', like, tryna get her wocky
Throw a hundred times, no Buba
Not a pencil, we brought a ruler
If he run up on me I'ma, If he run up on me I'ma
Credits
Writer(s): Riccardo Strona, Jay Gwuapo, Dee Billz
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