paroles de chanson We Don't Fuck With Opps - Remix - HitEmUp

Damn Astro That's You?
Hopping on beats and I hit that shit up
I'm sipping wocheksa that's what's in my cup
Bitch I'm a big dog and you lil niggas pups
I heard that he died man I don't give a fuck
And I'm on his block and no I don't got cameras
But you know that his block is getting Shot up
And no I do not got no takeover
But you thought I was a sharp from the way I spot Up

If you want a hit lil nigga all you need is me
Man Ty gone hop up on yo song and carry man just pay that fee
But man I really fuck with Brutal so I did that shit for free
I'm in the studio right now and got this bitch sucking on me
Bitch play with me or Brutal you won't make it that's a guarantee
I know them shooters that don't play no games they'll leave you 6 feet deep
You gone be dead and gone and they won't find yo body in no week (Stewart)
And bitch yo body in that ocean bitch your ass is deceased

Lil Bitch we can box and then go round for round
If you cannot do that get your stupid ass left right?
And boy when I come on the beat Issa ultimate combo
Like I was on smash, Ike
I'm tired of you dusty ass Kendrick
Lil niggas that always be spamming that you be Ight, might
Take myself comment to comment
And maybe just then I'll get me some hype, sike
Bitch imma do all this shit on my own
At 13 I felt like a nigga was grown
Remember they kicked us up outta my home
I'm finding them niggas I'm doing them wrong
Yeah instinct on the beat like I'm goku
Big real steppah on the scene like I'm nobu
Put em on the news like that boy was a Roku
Pattern on my scene I ain't even playin OSU
Aye came a long way from the bus
Walkin back home was a rush
Was worried I ended up stuck
Seen all my bro's get the broom
She wouldn't even wait until noon
My yung nigga Ty you know he got the boom

Uh I got the boom it's hot like it's June
That white T you wearing we turn it maroon
We leaving him sick if he think he Immune
Thought they was some clowns on they block it's balloons
Them niggas so silly we call em buffoons
We spinning his block we don't shoot in the day
We not waiting till night we shoot in the Afternoon
Put that k to his face man that nigga pussy
Now we got him singing like he Austin moon
I'm up in the stu bitch I'm making these tunes
Ion fuck with them peons man them niggas coons
We spin on they block all you gone hear is boom
That white T he wearing we turn it maroon
Put him in the trash like his ass a raccoon
And no I'm not Carti but I'm in Cancun
We put his ass up on that shirt he a drawing
We turned that fuck nigga into a cartoon
Uh
This hoe won't get off me I swear she a leach
She got a nigga I swear she a Treash
She fucking with Ty cause her boyfriend deceased
If we on the block then the score gone increase
Ian Talking bout recies but I keep a piece
Man that bitch not fat man that bitch is obese
I'm feeling like Durk cause I'm signed to the streets
Your bitch got a mouth man I like her techniques
And shoutout to Brutal he making my beats
It's a 4 Headed Dog take that shit off the leash
Man I can not wait till that shit get released (4 Headed Dog)
I'm changing my hoe cause I keep my receipts
Your bitch she a dog she keep begging for treats
I'm painting her face and I'm painting it neat
Keep that shit on the low man keep that shit discreet
We don't fuck with opps 20k this release
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