Intro: Bloody Jay

It’s the motherfucking blooood!
Stop playing both sides man
God damn man
Don’t come over here if you know you was over there bruh

Opped out

Hook/ Chorus: Bloody Jay

Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
You the opps

Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
You the opps

Verse 1: Bloody Jay

N***a you the fuckin opps
Middle finger fuck a cop
Pulling off in the drop
I used to ride a hot box
Put the dope in my lunchbox
I gotta keep my gun cocked
Gotta let you know how we rock
Keep a pop like Reebox
N***as switch up I done seen it
That’s why I stay high on that green shit
Throwing sets up like Willy Beaman
I had to beef up on my defense
So i went and copped that AR
Cause that bitch known to flip a car
ABG they know who we are
Heavy metal no guitar
Oh, its the B set baby
We ain’t playin games ain’t no rescue baby
Roll with it or you get rolled over
Street n***a shootin out a Range Rover
Ima rock me a n***a like Hova

Hook/ Chorus: Bloody Jay

Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
You the opps

Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
You the opps

Verse 2: IllWill

These n***as playin both sides, double dutchin
You lost your mind if you think i won't touch ya
I play with them sticks cause i know how to hush em
Dem n***as been slippin i know how to rush em
Take off a load i know how to hustle
ABG with it dont play with the muscle
This a rush hour, i make you Chris Tucker
Rap motherfucker I’m back in the gutter
Linked up with my brother, fresh out the struggle
You ain’t in the huddle then play in the puddle
I shit on a opp, i play with they mother
I glove up my hand, my face getting covered
These dick don’t wear rubber, expose danny glover
You so undercover you fuck with the opps
I hope you don’t love her , he in bloody trouble
Homie don’t that play that, go lie living color
Don’t even do that you know you a sucka
You sweet motherfucka, I’m street motherfucka
I took down a n***a, i peeped motherfuckers
Im family to death, i eat motherfuckers
And I growed up flipping packs in the hundred hole
Bumblebee get on your ass like a honeycomb
I know they gon switch up whenever the money gone
It’s still those three letters i repped in the thunderdome

Hook/ Chorus: Bloody Jay

Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
You the opps

Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side, stay there
N***a you the fuckin opps, you the opps
Pick a side
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
N***a you the fuckin opps
You the opps