King Von
Real Oppy (Original)
[Intro]
Tahj Money
What?
Look

[Chorus]
Man, n***as lookin' real oppy (Von)
He dead, change the topic
I got out, they can’t stop me (Nah)
James Harden, Houston Rocket
In my pocket, I'ma pop it (Boom)
I turn up the party (Yeah)
I get high and start shit (What?)
In this bitch, they play the opps shit (Yeah)
Can't let shit slide, we slide with mopsticks (Boom, boom, boom)
I want it, I’ma cop it (Yeah)
I get mad, I cash out tens (What?)
Tell lil' folks to pop 'em
Red and bop, over dead (Damn)
These n***as over scared (They is)
They better go back in the house 'fore we comе over there

[Verse]
I'm coldеr than a polar bear (Freeze)
My neck, solar flare (Bling, bow)
They sentence me for killin' beats (Yeah)
They gon' give me the chair (Damn, damn)
DJ tell 'em I wasn’t there (Nah, nah)
Play this if you ain’t scared (Yeah)
This club go up, we throwin' chairs (What?)
You better duck your head (Boom, boom)
I pull up like, "What the set’?"
If he wanna fight, I beat his ass
And if that bitch get mad, then he gon' get his gun, we got FN's
Put a switch up on a ten (Grrah, grrah)
Hit him and all his friends
I got bodies and I got bands, shout to all my fans
And I got hands too (Uh-huh), Amiri pants too (Uh-huh)
Jordan, Dior, I ain't Woo
These Chanels brand new (Yeah)
Police come, I’m gettin' loose (Von)
Scramble, Cam Newton (Scram, scram)
I'm rich, I ain't looting (Nah)
Getting caught, I ain't doin' that (Nah)
[Chorus]
Man, n***as lookin' real oppy
He dead, change the topic
I got out, they can't stop me (Nah)
James Harden, Houston Rocket
In my pocket, I'ma pop it (Boom)
I turn up the party (Yeah)
I get high and start shit (What)
In this bitch, they play the opps shit (Yeah, yeah)
Can't let shit slide, we slide with mopsticks
I want it, I'ma cop it (Yeah)
I get mad, I cash out tens (What)
Tell lil' folks to pop 'em
Red and bop, over dead
These n***as, super scared (They is)
They better go back in the house 'fore we come over there (What? Huh?)