NO OOPS

My uncle is named Travis, and Kid Cudi is one of my favorite artists of all time, and his real name is Scott Muscati And my uncle's friends call him Scott too, so it kind of worked out like that So it's like my two superheroes, you know You don't got no opps You don't got no opps Yeah You don't got no opps You don't got no opps You don't got no opps Take them shots they off Nigga, you don't got no opps Why you speedin' out my block Nigga, go and grab your Glock Always lyin' on my name Dissin on the gang Why the f*ck you talkin' bout the fame That shit be lame Niggas smokin' on that zahhh They be in the clouds I don't give a f*ck who finna be proud 2, 4, 9 That shawty lookin' fine Speedin' on the block Yeah, I always got my Glock Always just be spittin' Yeah, you know I'm winnin' Now I keep my spittin' That nigga is a nerd Boy, that nigga hurt He be lyin' to himself He be cryin' to myself She'll be lyin' to her man Lookin' on my dick Yeah, I think I'd rather pass Shawty at the party Always be shakin' that ass Niggas talkin' bullshit Run up on me and get hit I'm not Chinese But I got and grab my chopstick Take that shawty off Nigga, you don't got no opps We speakin' on the block Nigga, you don't got no opps Yeah You don't got no opps Yeah You don't got no opps When I look this up I make em' wanna drop to the floor Grappin' on my hoe And I switch up to this doe And she don't know, know, know She don't know where the pink F*ck up with the tape Yeah, Uzi use the bank And I gotta make it stank And she up on ro And it's like deo Walk up out that hoe And the money go below Below my feet yeah Below the feet Below the feet Never make me wanna drop this meat I dropped it to the feet I dropped it right on top of the floor Takin' my 90s Takin' my dough Takin' that DM Takin' that dough Takin' that DM I don't obey when I'm takin' no money I'm takin' it back And I'm takin' it I'm takin' it to the fridge And I'm puttin' it in the fridge And I'm puttin' it in the bag And I put it with the civic Take it to the hoe, take it to the bro Take it to the house, take it with the mouse Yeah Takin everything we got Take this hoe with the Thot,thot,thot,thot,thot Yeah Take that shawty off Nigga, you don't got no opps We speakin' on the block Nigga, you don't got no opps Yeah You don't got no opps Yeah You don't got no Wanna it in the head I won't stop until they dead Fill em' up with lead An I leave on read All these niggas wann try me Finna lie me Nigga don't know who they fuckin with who they messing with All these oppas with the choppas Lookin down on the ground Feelin round in the town Yeah with that they goin down Yeah I been goin round the city Feelin litty Shawty Lookin' pretty She just wanna party