Opps (feat. Lost Age Gang)

Uh If you fuckin wit the opps You a opp too Look If you fuckin wit the opps you a dead man The lil homies finna pop you in yo headband In the passenger seat is where yo head land Choppa turn him upside down like a head stand Im Getting bread man Nothin else matters I been stayin to myself and my pockets been getting fatter I don't pay haters no mind And these hoes get no play Say you don't got a bag when i pull up I won't stay Y'all gone f*ck around and make me get back to my old ways Now i see why everybody be missing the old days If they see you start to shine they gone probably throw shade Don't nobody keep it real These rap niggas so fake Cold game I'm just learning how to play it right I'm going hard every day and night Never been the hater type So here go some great advice You fuckin wit the opps You must hate ya life If you fuckin wit the opps you a opp too If we slide and you wit em we gone pop you Don't ever try to dap me up we are not coo Ima need a bag even if it's for a walkthrough Cuz If you fuckin wit the opps you a opp too If we slide and you wit em we gone pop you Don't ever try to dap me up we are not coo Ima need a bag even if it's for a walkthrough They got a problem wit young niggas tryna get this dough Out on corners servin 10s like Garoppolo Been about 6 months had to drop a hoe We could never hang wit fake niggas this is not a show Auntie gave me money just to hit the corner store That's the squad but last week they was just the foe Niggas switch sides thinkin they can switch lives Convinced theyselves they got the greatest team of all time Rather Blood or Crip keep a gun to the hip Gone on another trip ain't just talkin up out the lip Know where ya momma live so you know where the problem is Cuttin you off this is the end of the apocalypse I done learned a thing or two about this patience I'm quite frank i ain't shameless We see you hangin round them opps now ya nameless F*ck doodles and drawings nigga we make paintings If you fuckin wit the opps you a opp too If we slide and you wit em we gone pop you Don't ever try to dap me up we are not coo Ima need a bag even if it's for a walkthrough Cuz If you fuckin wit the opps you a opp too If we slide and you wit em we gone pop you Don't ever try to dap me up we are not coo Ima need a bag even if it's for a walkthrough Yup Any nigga talkin bout it betta show me sum You said the bees was in yo hood but we don't hear no buzzin So its nothin I got my eyes up to the sky and my fingers crossed Talkin to God about this bag won't take anotha loss Y'all niggas worried bout the opps position My opps steady worried bout all my moves just like my bitches Then i switch em We cuttin lights out on these niggas like the bill was late Bitches eating up the beef like it was on the plate Kush hazy always high neva lazy Carmelo i'm on the bench nigga so don't try to play Call me crazy And I'm serving all the fiends like the 80s Whipping the wrist over the white like i was pourin the gravy Betta approach me slowly Bruh y'all don't know me Got em talkin to the pastor now they holy And i know you really thought i was lonely But the niggas i run wit Shoot anything like they Kobe Uhh If you fuckin wit the opps you a opp too If we slide and you wit em we gone pop you Don't ever try to dap me up we are not coo Ima need a bag even if it's for a walkthrough Cuz If you fuckin wit the opps you a opp too If we slide and you wit em we gone pop you Don't ever try to dap me up we are not coo Ima need a bag even if it's for a walkthrough