[Verse 1: Milo Floxks]
Like, they know
They know it’s big OTF
Tryna play, put a hole in his chest
I was there for them spills, I was makin’ a mess
Takin’ trips up the block, tryna see if he step
It’s still free LA, free bro, shh
We do walk-ups, fuck a vest
My young 00’s tryna put him to rest
Haha, I know the opps feelin’ stressed

[Verse 2: Mori Briscoe]
Beef with MB, better know how I get
Top Opp’s, n***as know we the threat
I done walked up with my-, no Kay Flock
Mike Amiri, they know how I step
Lots in the section, you know who I’m with, like
In the spot you should know that I’m bent
Off the reposado
She want Don, pass another bottle
We known for knockin’ the meat out of tacos
Put thе beam on his-, thought he got low, like
Wе took a trip to the 9 0
Lookin’ for n***as who chillin’ with Fivo

[Verse 3: Envy Caine]
All I need is a driver that’s fast in the whip
Drop a lo’, we invited, we crashin’ that bitch
Disappear when I floxk, make magic on hits
Can’t jump in the car, unless you matchin’ the-
Free 16, catch a Zoe when it glitch
Still floxkin’ to live, fell in love with the flick
Free Mar Blixk, folks love takin’ trips
Blixk Lil Pint, for the bro take a-
When Time Tixking floxkin’, yeah, all of ‘em hit
When a Top Opp pull up, they callin’ it quits
Get back, we doin’ all of the hits
Free Lil Day Day, he got all of the-
[Verse 4: Milo Floxks]
Bad bitch gotta tote on this heater
Threw two at his back like ‘Geta
You got a TD then kick it like FIFA
Make a bitch do it but ion need her
Like, let’s see who really get active
Caught his bluff, I know he ain’t-
Like, caught his bluff I know he ain’t clapped shit
Did what we did and watched n***as jack it
Tell on us, you know what’s gonna happen
He got- and them n***as jacked it
He ain’t hear us, it’s like we doin’ magic
Bro got locked, fuck all of that [?] shit

[Verse 5: Envy Caine]
Par-park up then watch him schemin’ through the tints
We win the finals, leave him on the bench
I’m at the T, I’m grinchin’ ‘til it rinse
Reposado, matta, she doin’ hits
Fuck it, line a opp up, do a boo-bye
Don’t trip, when I flick it keep your shoes tied
That n***a Sprinkles that’s why I be too high
Suitcase pack, I’m smokin’ on the new opps
Said they want Coka, told ‘em “Come and get me”
If the cashier green, I’m punchin’ at the regi’
In muggin’ we trust, bought a whole new setty
Bro caught his taco, turn it to spaghetti
[Verse 6: Mori Briscoe]
Spun in a Civic, no Kia, we crashed out
I’ma click on that shit ‘til I black out
Mar look like a panda, he dressed like a black out
Grrah, ’fore I could back out
That’s what we heard
They ain’t gettin’ back, like, what’s the word?
Kept droppin’ the set actin’ like King Von, now he gone for dissin’ 63rd

[Outro: Mori Briscoe & Envy Caine]
Top Opp
Top Opp, why they think they King Von? I ain’t goin’ for them n***as dissin’ 63rd
Top Opp, why they think they King Von? I ain’t goin’ for them n***as dissin’ 63rd
Top Opp, why they think they King Von? I ain’t goin’ for them n***as dissin’ 63rd