ALL MY OPPS SPECIAL ED
[Intro]
I-I-I had enough, but I kill for the bag
Unload a hollow and put down a tag
Glock on the belt and it gave me a sag
N***a died slow like that bitch got a lag, uh
Mag with a beam
Dead on the scene if you fuck with the team
Lead in his head, use a bag that don't leak
To dispose of the body and pay for my weed, uh
[Verse 1]
I had enough of these bitch ass n***as
'Cause it really been bot, after bot, after bot
I don't got time for you, so I use my trigger
Really kill thot, after thot, after thot
Really been losing my mind, I've been havin' these thoughts
After thoughts, after thoughts about causing a massacre
Run up and slaughter my opps
Get off my dick, please get off my cock
Run up and I kill a motherfucker, uh
I don't want you, I just a comma, uh
Smoke a motherfucker, marijuana, uh
I don't need to kill but I wanna, uh
Every time, I spit its homicide
I keep the .5 with a .49, ride wit’ my ride or dies
Run up in a Columbine, outta mind, dollar sign multiply
How do you do it? Do it so easily
Pleasin' me, take away the reasoning
Teachin' me, reason to take all of the feel in me
Gleefully, evilly, killin' n***as frequently
I don't need your two sense, you is not a friend of me
Yuck, hush, die n***a, don't even try n***a
Pop of his head with a nine, n***a
Five n***a, nine n***a, they about to die n***a
Fuck is you tweakin' if you think that you my n***a
Cry on the gram 'cause you can't make a hit
And you talkin' mad shit, but you spiff like a Brit
And not from a trench, yeah, you broke as a bitch
And then rizzed up a boy ‘cause you can't keep a bitch
Blade—blade to your neck and I swish and I swipe
And do what I do and I take what I like
And if that is yo' life, then I'm taking yo’ life
And if I'm with a scythe, then fuck it I might
[Verse 2]
Run up and kill all my friends
None of you have actually act like a friend
Fuck yo’ amends, bitch of a man
Couldn't catch up if I walk when you ran
Pussy ass—pussy ass bitch could not pay for a feat
And boy, you is a lie, like a vegan with meat
And then you a cock sucker, my dick what you eat
And then how is that view lookin' up from my feet
All of them special, I'm off of an edible
Run up a bag and it costed me minimal
Question yo' ethical, you are not credible
Slightly retarded with extra small genitals
All of them special, I'm off of an edible
Run up a bag and it costed me minimal
One, ethical, two, credible
(One, two, three)
[Outro]
All my opps special ed
All my opps special ed
All my opps special ed
All my opps special ed
Special ed, special ed
Special ed, special ed
Special ed, special ed
Special ed, special ed
All my opps are a mess
All my opps got no bread
All my opps fuckin' dead
All my opps are depressed
Special ed, special ed
Special ed, special ed
Special ed special ed
All my opps special ed
I-I-I had enough, but I kill for the bag
Unload a hollow and put down a tag
Glock on the belt and it gave me a sag
N***a died slow like that bitch got a lag, uh
Mag with a beam
Dead on the scene if you fuck with the team
Lead in his head, use a bag that don't leak
To dispose of the body and pay for my weed, uh
[Verse 1]
I had enough of these bitch ass n***as
'Cause it really been bot, after bot, after bot
I don't got time for you, so I use my trigger
Really kill thot, after thot, after thot
Really been losing my mind, I've been havin' these thoughts
After thoughts, after thoughts about causing a massacre
Run up and slaughter my opps
Get off my dick, please get off my cock
Run up and I kill a motherfucker, uh
I don't want you, I just a comma, uh
Smoke a motherfucker, marijuana, uh
I don't need to kill but I wanna, uh
Every time, I spit its homicide
I keep the .5 with a .49, ride wit’ my ride or dies
Run up in a Columbine, outta mind, dollar sign multiply
How do you do it? Do it so easily
Pleasin' me, take away the reasoning
Teachin' me, reason to take all of the feel in me
Gleefully, evilly, killin' n***as frequently
I don't need your two sense, you is not a friend of me
Yuck, hush, die n***a, don't even try n***a
Pop of his head with a nine, n***a
Five n***a, nine n***a, they about to die n***a
Fuck is you tweakin' if you think that you my n***a
Cry on the gram 'cause you can't make a hit
And you talkin' mad shit, but you spiff like a Brit
And not from a trench, yeah, you broke as a bitch
And then rizzed up a boy ‘cause you can't keep a bitch
Blade—blade to your neck and I swish and I swipe
And do what I do and I take what I like
And if that is yo' life, then I'm taking yo’ life
And if I'm with a scythe, then fuck it I might
[Verse 2]
Run up and kill all my friends
None of you have actually act like a friend
Fuck yo’ amends, bitch of a man
Couldn't catch up if I walk when you ran
Pussy ass—pussy ass bitch could not pay for a feat
And boy, you is a lie, like a vegan with meat
And then you a cock sucker, my dick what you eat
And then how is that view lookin' up from my feet
All of them special, I'm off of an edible
Run up a bag and it costed me minimal
Question yo' ethical, you are not credible
Slightly retarded with extra small genitals
All of them special, I'm off of an edible
Run up a bag and it costed me minimal
One, ethical, two, credible
(One, two, three)
[Outro]
All my opps special ed
All my opps special ed
All my opps special ed
All my opps special ed
Special ed, special ed
Special ed, special ed
Special ed, special ed
Special ed, special ed
All my opps are a mess
All my opps got no bread
All my opps fuckin' dead
All my opps are depressed
Special ed, special ed
Special ed, special ed
Special ed special ed
All my opps special ed