Oops! (Part 2)
She finna hop in the back, imma ride on the track, "doing things" i was never doing that
Finna relapse like that, gonna do a little tag on her ass and the whole team clapped
SyxthWxve back with that 'cause the nigga never lack with blick and we smoking with the pack
Go bitch yay fest you pest motherfuck on the gas pedal, driving so fast with the mac
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
I slipped and fell i'm like whoops
Aye, fighting in the night like bruce
Aye, tally my enemies dying, they checked in my room
Was an accident damn i'm like oops
Oops did i just pass you?
I take your bitch, break her back like some cashews
All of my niggas freeze up like a statue
Don't even know you, the fuck you so brand new?
And i'm back with the pack and creating the stacks with the flats
Wanna fuck your girl in a hellcat
Gonna go so fast i'm also have a blast put a gun on your ass
Now you running like a track
And it's fully automac and bullets shoot far so fast
You would think it had gas but it's old from the past
Little bitch really think she had ass
When I'm fucking from behind and the shit didn't move wasn't fat
Niggas wanna talk shit online but when it's offline, these fuck niggas don't wanna chat
Outside of the box and i'm feeling like jack fuck terry
That dead nigga, smoking up the pack
She finna hop in the back, imma ride on the track, "doing things" i was never doing that
Finna relapse like that, gonna do a little tag on her ass and the whole team clapped
SyxthWxve back with that 'cause the nigga never lack with blick and we smoking with the pack
Go bitch yay fest you pest motherfuck on the gas pedal, driving so fast with the mac
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
I slipped and fell i'm like whoops
Aye, fighting in the night like bruce
Aye, tally my enemies dying, they checked in my room
Was an accident damn i'm like oops
Please come closer
You're a poser
Finna shoot you with my brand new revolver
Do not speak of that i'll tell you when you're older
Your time is done, all this bullshit is over you
You cannot fuck with the crew
You cannot fuck bitches too
You cannot talk to my friends, if you talking to them imma get all my niggas on you
I do not care if you like one of them you not one of us, talking to them and you screwed
Don't get your feelings attached, you will be their rag
You sticking to them like some glue
She finna hop in the back, imma ride on the track, "doing things" i was never doing that
Finna relapse like that, gonna do a little tag on her ass and the whole team clapped
SyxthWxve back with that 'cause the nigga never lack with blick and we smoking with the pack
Go bitch yay fest you pest motherfuck on the gas pedal, driving so fast with the mac
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
I slipped and fell i'm like whoops
Aye, fighting in the night like bruce
Aye, tally my enemies dying, they checked in my room
Was an accident damn i'm like oops
Finna relapse like that, gonna do a little tag on her ass and the whole team clapped
SyxthWxve back with that 'cause the nigga never lack with blick and we smoking with the pack
Go bitch yay fest you pest motherfuck on the gas pedal, driving so fast with the mac
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
I slipped and fell i'm like whoops
Aye, fighting in the night like bruce
Aye, tally my enemies dying, they checked in my room
Was an accident damn i'm like oops
Oops did i just pass you?
I take your bitch, break her back like some cashews
All of my niggas freeze up like a statue
Don't even know you, the fuck you so brand new?
And i'm back with the pack and creating the stacks with the flats
Wanna fuck your girl in a hellcat
Gonna go so fast i'm also have a blast put a gun on your ass
Now you running like a track
And it's fully automac and bullets shoot far so fast
You would think it had gas but it's old from the past
Little bitch really think she had ass
When I'm fucking from behind and the shit didn't move wasn't fat
Niggas wanna talk shit online but when it's offline, these fuck niggas don't wanna chat
Outside of the box and i'm feeling like jack fuck terry
That dead nigga, smoking up the pack
She finna hop in the back, imma ride on the track, "doing things" i was never doing that
Finna relapse like that, gonna do a little tag on her ass and the whole team clapped
SyxthWxve back with that 'cause the nigga never lack with blick and we smoking with the pack
Go bitch yay fest you pest motherfuck on the gas pedal, driving so fast with the mac
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
I slipped and fell i'm like whoops
Aye, fighting in the night like bruce
Aye, tally my enemies dying, they checked in my room
Was an accident damn i'm like oops
Please come closer
You're a poser
Finna shoot you with my brand new revolver
Do not speak of that i'll tell you when you're older
Your time is done, all this bullshit is over you
You cannot fuck with the crew
You cannot fuck bitches too
You cannot talk to my friends, if you talking to them imma get all my niggas on you
I do not care if you like one of them you not one of us, talking to them and you screwed
Don't get your feelings attached, you will be their rag
You sticking to them like some glue
She finna hop in the back, imma ride on the track, "doing things" i was never doing that
Finna relapse like that, gonna do a little tag on her ass and the whole team clapped
SyxthWxve back with that 'cause the nigga never lack with blick and we smoking with the pack
Go bitch yay fest you pest motherfuck on the gas pedal, driving so fast with the mac
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
Oops, Oops, Oops, Oops
I slipped and fell i'm like whoops
Aye, fighting in the night like bruce
Aye, tally my enemies dying, they checked in my room
Was an accident damn i'm like oops
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Writer(s): Princeton Flanagan
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