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F*ck opps (f*ck opps) F*ck opps (f*ck opps) F*ck opps (f*ck opps) F*ck opps (ah) You niggas ain't hardly ready Pick up that load, the start is heavy Playin' it smart, this shit'll get deadly Can't forget it and can't regret it (uh) Soon as he pick up that pole, he ready (yeah) Don't even matter how old, he ready Niggas gon' catch him and try to get at him Better stay focused and hold it steady, youngin crushin' How do you think at your best When this shit put you up to the test? You under pressure Tell me what happenin' next when your heart jumpin' out of your chest That paranoia turn into stress You see his soul just less and less (pressure) Over your shoulder, niggas get stretched (pressure) Offense turn to defense, defense, press (ayy, press) Bitch, it's the G in the flesh (yes) in that GTS (S) I just felt like flexin', what's your first impression? Better second guess it, what's your first impression? You in here with some steppers, throw a switch at whoever (brrt) Aim it at whoever (grrt) My chain change the weather (ayy) Got a whole lot of change on my schedule Big ring embezzled (phew) Bitch think she special Bitch think I'm sweatin' her Bitch, I'm finessin' Bitch, that shit regular Brand new spot, Swerv', why you need a brand new spot? 'Cause when I'm alone, I sit back and plot all by myself to get to the top I got a brand new Glock in the spot Brand new Glock and I'll make it hot I might let it go off 'til it stop You know how I rock, f*ck opps (f*ck opps) F*ck opps (f*ck opps) F*ck opps (f*ck opps) F*ck opps (f*ck opps) Smoke, f*ck opps (uh) Better run, jump What? Jump, jump What? Jump, jump What? Run, run What? Jump, jump (What?) Rip Kobe and Roc, I don't even see no opps (f*ck 'em) Ain't none of them niggas richer than me, so I don't never see no opps (f*ck 'em) Still got thirty shots (yeah), I don't even need no opps (you know that) Still put a nigga on Fox (you know that), still on top (you know that) Young niggas got automatics in traffic, nobody be on they block If he got whacked, you won't get back We on yachts, we on jets (ayy, we on), gotta plot (plot) This shit don't stop (don't stop), we havin' a lot (yeah, pussy) Niggas be talkin' a lot, ain't nothin' to be talkin' about It's smoke or it's not, what's poppin', pussy? (What's poppin'?) I'll pop a pussy (baow) Herbo back on his bully All black in his hoodie I ain't drivin' a buggy But Herbie loaded his fully (On foenem, you get it? Like) F*ck opps (Unloaded that) F*ck opps (I ain't drivin' no buggy, you know? Like Herbie, Herbie, G Herbo) F*ck opps (On foenem)
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