Fuck the opps

Stop that dissing den yo homie juss get smoked like wood Niggas capping they can't even go back to own hood Im inna raq out everyday you pussy boas just come tha just visit I'm tha truth cause I state facts but cr2 that boa tha ticket Wen we blow up people gon try and ride our wave like a surfer It's level to this shit I remember I used to be a worker On my mind it's full a murder I think the demons took control of me I'm in his bushes like a lurker When he come outside Like Melatonin Imma put his ass to sleep Them niggas still hurt from buddy They ain't slid yet they making posts I told bro treat em like Casper Turn his ass into a ghost Last thing he said be before that switch ripped through his liver I'll slide to yo spot like door dash Hea go yo pick up Ion got no opps they all dead Them niggas at the cemetery Niggas trynna start a beef Ain't onna crumb them niggas scary But this trackhawk got turbo If the police try then leaving em He been rapping fa some years And still ain't blow His gang don't believe in him Dracs and Glocks Name a betta duo? They running through blocks Me and bro running through thots Ion even f*ck I get top Ian stickin dick in no thot I had tha slow down off these hoes They backdo and love tha plot They thought they had one They thought they had one Not Stop that dissing Then yo homie juss get smoked Like a wood Niggas capping they can't even go back to own hood Im inna raq out everyday You pussy boas just come tha just visit I'm tha truth cause I state facts But cr2 that boa tha ticket When we blow up People gon try and ride our wave like a surfer It's level to this shit I remember I used to be a worker On my mind it's full a murder I think the demons took control of me I'm in his bushes like a lurker Wen he come outside Like Melatonin Imma put his ass to sleep