OPP PACK

Nigga think he run with gang but he is not slatt
Can't make no plays with that ball I need that rock back
He get decapitated talkin' shit so he cannot cap
Quit tryna get yo ass on one' my songs if you cannot rap

I'm tired of niggas sleeping it's okay cause they gon' wake the fuck up
You keep on pointing shit but never shoot, you bout to get bucked
Treat his bitch just like a porno, said she bout to get stuck
I call the pussy nigga Donald when I pop out bet he duck
Send that pay and you get jugged, it ain't no refunds

Got some heavy shit that hit the back and it deplete lungs
Ain't tryna hear that shit, she keep on talkin', told her we done
Talkin' bout a body, come here boy so you could be one
Snatch him out the V and drift his shit, we call it GTA

My niggas educated wanna hang lets see yo GPA
I'm swinging shit, I get the hole in one like I'm in PGA
I walk him down and get up in his shit so he can see my face
Cappin' bout some shit that he ain't did, I know

He talkin' hot we takin' off that lid, his fro
It's verde when that signal comin' out, he go
He wonder why he locked up in that pen, his bro
This lil' bitch keep hollerin' out "we did it"

Bitch like who the fuck is we?
I get the juice up in my cup, the Henny dog my type of drink
You better keep your eyes on bro, he could be gone after you blink
And I'ma call the surface water, still I made his spirit sink

He keep tryna hang with gang, but he is not slatt
Nigga got bucked for his blick, can't get his glock back
I'm takin' out his tongue, since that nigga wanna talk back
The bih ass what I like to blow, I told her opp pack
(Gang)



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