MoneyMakinDollar - Opp Shit paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Opp Shit - MoneyMakinDollar




I cant trust a soul i cant trust a soul
Never trust these hoes watch who you call your bros
A lot of niggas think they solid till the day they folded
Oh he say that he a shooter, he ain't never rolled
Opp shit Got these haters mad on that fuck shit
Long stick, leave a nigga stankin' on that hoe shit
No shit, type of shit Im on, fuck that bro shit
Real shit, I ain't got no time for that fuck shit
Opp shit, got these haters mad on that fuck shit
You just tryna maintain, that's some broke shit
Boss shit, gotta chase a bag on that rich shit
Heartless, I can't trust a soul, fuck that love shit
Opp shit, got these haters mad on that fuck shit
You just tryna maintain, that's some broke shit
Raw shit, gotta chase a bag on that rich shit
Heartless, I can't trust a soul, fuck that love shit
I ain't got no time, ain't got no time for that
Soon when you hit my line, I ain't callin' back
Always wantin' this, always wantin' that
You keep callin' shit a favor, you ain't payin' back
I can't trust a soul, I can't trust a soul
Never trust these hoes, watch who you call your bro
A lot of niggas think they solid till the day they fold
Oh he say that he a shooter, he ain't never roll that
Opp shit, got these haters mad on that fuck shit
Long stick leave a nigga stankin' on that hoe shit
No shit, type of shit I'm on, fuck that bro shit
Real shit, I ain't got no time for that fuck shit
Opp shit, got these haters mad on that fuck shit
You just tryna maintain, that's some broke shit
Boss shit, gotta chase a bag on that rich shit
Heartless, I can't trust a soul, fuck that love shit
Started from the skate, tryna reach a thousand eight
On my grind, I don't got no time to hesitate
Got that Monkey on my back, it's gettin' hard to shake
But I gotta stay high to deal with the fake
See, I keep takin' hella thirties, tryna sooth the pain
Ever since I lost my brother, shit ain't been the same
once you go and get a bag, watch how your circle change
Paranoid, these niggas shaky, fuckin' with my brain
Opp shit, got these haters mad on that fuck shit
You just tryna maintain, that's some broke shit
Boss shit, gotta chase a bag on that rich shit
Heartless, I can't trust a soul, fuck that love shit
Opp shit, got these haters mad on that fuck shit
You just tryna maintain, that's some broke shit
Boss shit, gotta chase a bag on that rich shit
Heartless, I can't trust a soul, fuck that love shit
Cut these bitches off for doin' dumb shit
Bum shit, K-Rock said it best, they on that crumb shit
Young shit, callin' my bitch lyin', get you cut quick
Nonsense, talk behind my back, that's some ho shit
Know this, don't play about my bread, I'ma blow this
Hold this, give me my shit back, or dont hold shit
Came up from the bottom, name hold weight
Since a little, nigga known for makin' somethin' shake
Opp shit, got these haters mad on that fuck shit
You just tryna maintain, that's some broke shit
Boss shit, gotta chase a bag on that rich shit
Heartless, I can't trust a soul, fuck that love shit
Opp shit, got these haters mad on that fuck shit
You just tryna maintain, that's some broke shit
Boss shit, gotta chase a bag on that rich shit
Heartless, I can't trust a soul, fuck that love shit



Writer(s): Kevin Spruill


MoneyMakinDollar - Beneficial Reasons
Album Beneficial Reasons
date de sortie
11-11-2023




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