Текст песни Opp Shopper - Omertà

Aye
Omertà
You Know all the shit I ever wanted
Well the shit I thought I wanted
Found out I ain't even what that shit for real
Mertà

Spend bout a band on my face just to see proper
I got a brick and a K in the floor
Fuck on yo hoe and do damage she see doctors
I go good dick and she want her some more
She say that she want a Oppshopper
That got a big choppa and know how to kick him a door
I'm stepping outside with the steppers
I got a big weapon I know how to make that bitch blow
Make it blow make it blow
Kick a door kick a door
In the rain or the snow
Nigga don't want no smoke
Kick a door kick a door
Make it blow make it blow
Wet it up wet it up
Hollow tips in a big pole

Pull-up to the party it's bussin you cappin
You say that this a no fly zone for me
I gotta bad bitch she really do hits
And she gonna spin yo block for ten days for free
I gotta big glock in my pocket I promise I'm not worried I Came to get me a drink
The opps staring like they got problems
But I got a choppa I swear it's fine make them rethink
Fresh outta jail know I had to make bond
I'm not talking to Twelve to get back in the streets
Talking real tough but you walking real weak
I can't wait to see your blood splattered on my feet
Got me a sword assassin to my creed
And I cut off your head then
I cut off your feet
Then I head up the block yeah I head up the street
Then I feed you to Draco my demons gone feast

Spend bout a band on my face just to see proper
I got a brick and a K in the floor
Fuck on yo hoe and do damage she see doctors
I go good dick and she want her some more
She say that she want a Oppshopper that got a big choppa
And know how to kick him a door
I'm stepping outside with the steppers
I got a big weapon I know how to make that bitch blow
Make it blow make it blow
Kick a door kick a door
In the rain or the snow
Nigga don't want no smoke
Kick a door kick a door
Make it blow make it blow
Wet it up wet it up
Hollow tips in a big pole

I just flipped a bag Ain't waiting on you to sign me
I'm grinding you better come find me
I just popped a tag
On a few Glizzies I got em
He run up I bet that I shot him
I just did the dash
Dropped my lil shorty at Follies
She stripping my savage behind me so don't you remind me
That she itching for a body
She probably pop you if you try me
My bitch she so bad
Step in that trap for that cash
I'm dumpin I ain't going out sad ain't serving no swag
If I fall off I ain't mad
Before corona kept a mask
I'll do you real bad
My name Omertà I'm
Slimy
I'll probably go catch he a Homi Go catch me a body
Caught you on I-20 driving
And put .223s to ya body
I hope I don't crash
Got the block on smash
Got my block on
Got my Glock on