No Opps Just Haters

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Teddy, wake up
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Ay yo, cut off

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I done had the ball in my hand, drop that bitch plenty times
She say she feel safer around gang, cause we got plenty nines
I guess ima clown to my bitch, I feel like Pennywise

I put hella rounds in my stick, beam look like demon eyes
Don't say that I forgot, cause I'm gon' get you, I can't let it slide
These niggas love to talk, but I don't talk, I'm gon' whip out that fye
I hope yo ass a killer boy, cause I don't give no fucks

I'm tryna show em, I'm the realest boy
Don't got no opps, just haters
Call this new whip now and later
My girlfriend think I'm a player, but she don't know I really save her

No, I can't fuck around with no traitors
See you later, alligator
I'm not good at showing love, but I can show you I can cater
I been thinking this shit crazy, tryna do this for my baby

I know I'm not the only one in the world, but this shit feel like
hop right in the booth, speak from my heart, yeah this shit real writing
blocked you on the internet some months ago, you still typing
My bitch bad, ice cube, know that she gon' ride along

This big gat don't like you, bullets tryna bite your tongue
Got a kick back like Ryu, can't tell you what it's choppa' from
A nigga can't tell me about the struggle, I come from the slums
Bitch, I'm going harder than I ever

She ask me if I cheat like never
I got ways of being clever
I'm just out here doing better
Walk down, whip out that Beretta

I need every piece of trust
Know I gotta keep that lid, but I wrote this song with a feather