This A Message
[Intro]
Ayy, fuck all the opps, man, all y'all dead ass, uh (FREAKEY!)
[Verse]
You a bitch, when your brother died, you ain't even slide
They be lyin', when my brother died, another n***a died
We suited up from sun up to sun down, that pressure we apply
I know an opp who got shot sixteen times and happy he alive
I'm just sayin', you took all them shots, then went and made a song
I'm just laughin', why the fuck you troll when you was almost gone?
Fuck spinnin' blocks, know where he lay, so, bitch, we pull up to his lo'
When we come out, he caught a 7.62, left him at the door
We clappin' shit, we lovе them bodies, bitch, we comin' for somе more
They touch my brothers, I see red, now all them n***as gettin' smoked
I swear to God, I'ma drench 'em all, I'ma show these n***as how to score
Funeral after funeral and it ain't gon' stop 'til it's not no more
Y'all got me mad again, bitch, I'm on y'all ass again
Finna spin the 'Raq and this a hot car what I'm ridin' in
Draco what I'm ridin' with, I catch you, you gon' die, bitch
We don't play with opps, we clap shit, just ask about us, we smack shit
Ridin' fishbowl, that's not it, if I see your ass, you get shot quick
Bitch said she a city girl, I told that ho she a block bitch
Back to the subject, I'm shoppin', lookin' for the opps, I'm oppin'
Goofy said he a cold n***a, finna hit him up with some hot shit
Say you know my opps, throw a lob, bitch, 'cause I'm dunkin' shit like Lebron is
Got an opp in school, it's his senior year, I'm tryna see what day that n***a prom is
Tryna see when that lil' n***a graduate, hit him with a switch and knock him out his cape
We ain't tryna get no attempts, boy, we tryna make sure that n***a DOA
Tryna make sure ain't no comin' back, I be chasin' shit like a runnin' back
Got a fast n***a with a fast gun, how the fuck you think you can run from that?
When it's time to shoot, bitch, I shot my gun, n***as blew at me and I was dumpin' back
Yeah, I'm twenty now and that say a lot 'cause since fifteen, I been catchin' hats
To the opps, this is not a song, listen, this a message
When I catch y'all, swear to God, you n***as better have them weapons
We send it up, we make puddles of blood, bitch, that's how we steppin'
Came in the car and when he left, his dumb ass was on a stretcher
[Outro]
Uh, uh, his dumb ass was on a stretcher
N***as died 'cause they played with my brothers
Hop out this whip and I'm swingin' this cutter
That n***a died when that switch let off, that bitch made a stutter (Brrt, drench, go)
Ayy, fuck all the opps, man, all y'all dead ass, uh (FREAKEY!)
[Verse]
You a bitch, when your brother died, you ain't even slide
They be lyin', when my brother died, another n***a died
We suited up from sun up to sun down, that pressure we apply
I know an opp who got shot sixteen times and happy he alive
I'm just sayin', you took all them shots, then went and made a song
I'm just laughin', why the fuck you troll when you was almost gone?
Fuck spinnin' blocks, know where he lay, so, bitch, we pull up to his lo'
When we come out, he caught a 7.62, left him at the door
We clappin' shit, we lovе them bodies, bitch, we comin' for somе more
They touch my brothers, I see red, now all them n***as gettin' smoked
I swear to God, I'ma drench 'em all, I'ma show these n***as how to score
Funeral after funeral and it ain't gon' stop 'til it's not no more
Y'all got me mad again, bitch, I'm on y'all ass again
Finna spin the 'Raq and this a hot car what I'm ridin' in
Draco what I'm ridin' with, I catch you, you gon' die, bitch
We don't play with opps, we clap shit, just ask about us, we smack shit
Ridin' fishbowl, that's not it, if I see your ass, you get shot quick
Bitch said she a city girl, I told that ho she a block bitch
Back to the subject, I'm shoppin', lookin' for the opps, I'm oppin'
Goofy said he a cold n***a, finna hit him up with some hot shit
Say you know my opps, throw a lob, bitch, 'cause I'm dunkin' shit like Lebron is
Got an opp in school, it's his senior year, I'm tryna see what day that n***a prom is
Tryna see when that lil' n***a graduate, hit him with a switch and knock him out his cape
We ain't tryna get no attempts, boy, we tryna make sure that n***a DOA
Tryna make sure ain't no comin' back, I be chasin' shit like a runnin' back
Got a fast n***a with a fast gun, how the fuck you think you can run from that?
When it's time to shoot, bitch, I shot my gun, n***as blew at me and I was dumpin' back
Yeah, I'm twenty now and that say a lot 'cause since fifteen, I been catchin' hats
To the opps, this is not a song, listen, this a message
When I catch y'all, swear to God, you n***as better have them weapons
We send it up, we make puddles of blood, bitch, that's how we steppin'
Came in the car and when he left, his dumb ass was on a stretcher
[Outro]
Uh, uh, his dumb ass was on a stretcher
N***as died 'cause they played with my brothers
Hop out this whip and I'm swingin' this cutter
That n***a died when that switch let off, that bitch made a stutter (Brrt, drench, go)