Dead Opps
[Intro]
Yeah, mhm (brr, brr, brr, brr)
Ay, free MadMax
Free John Wick, free No Face
Ay, Ay, free Blow
[Verse: 2glocks.red]
Team full of steppers, when we come through yo’ shit, everybody get low and go hide
Lil’ Hot got the drop, you know we ain’t doing no waiting, they know it, we coming in hot
I cannot go out like bro who get left on the ground, I think he had his chop
Ay, stop this car, there go a opp n***a walking, I bet he start running, he see this .45
[?], that n***a ass dead as a bitch, they still ain’t get no revenge
Tray just died, now that’s another n***a down, Goddamn y’all need to go spin
Don’t fuck with no new n***as, only day one n***as, I’m sorry, can’t do no new friends
KMan died and that shit hurt my pride, I get mad ‘bout that shit and I just wanna spin
We hopped out on his ass, this drac for a shell-catcher on it, it’s taking ‘em up
Lil’ Tuck tried to throw me a opp ho but that bitch wasn’t thick, hell nah, I ain’t fuck
They need to free John Wick and No Face out that bitch, on bro, know they going for none
N***a green than a bitch, come around here with a blick, know damn well he slimed for his gun
200 or more whenever we step out the house, we really come through like SWAT
Opp ho boring, came over here on the block talking ‘bout she ain’t eating no cock
Know that bitch giving the drop, if not, that bitch gotta go before we spank that bitch
And I can merch like three n***as died from The Six, I swear that shit sad as a bitch
Ay, stop the car, I’m up in the booth, on bro, got a whole lot of shots
We really crack 4’s, opp ho don’t give up that lo’, on bro, her ass get popped
Catch me in traffic, I’m doing you nasty, I’m thuggin’ with Ratchet, yo’ ass gon’ die
I don’t want no dealings, she all in her feelings, she say I act different, I ain’t cuffing no bop
[Verse: Jaybleeda]
N***a wanna pull out some belts like Tray ain’t just lose his life, he the one got spanked
This za got me high than a bitch, finna pull out my tooth, I done fell in love with smoking Hank
Give a fuck ‘bout the car, tell lil’ brother to check on the tank ‘cause this bitch finna hit right on eewee
Hopping out on feet, I can’t go out like Pay, I’ma up this bitch and shoot at the police
Give a fuck ‘bout the opps, n***a know I’ma bang my gun, I ain’t ever running from a n***a
We got different buttons on all of these Glocks, when we have a shootout, this shit look like some Skittles
We spin a block and send him to the spitter, you n***as be rookies, y’all really beginners
Lil’ Red in the back with a 300 blackout, tryna send a pussy n***a with his members
And let’s get a fade, free bro in the cell with a blade, tryna slice off a opp n***a neck
When I get the lo’, yeah I’m calling lil’ Nut, I’m a rich young n***a sliding in a ‘Vette
[Verse: 2glocks.red]
Pillow talking to that ho get you stretched
.762, that bitch rip through your neck
I’m in the olo, boy it’s a stolo, me and lil’ Reese ah hop out making mess
Ay, we in a 392, finna hop out this bitch with a .556 and make a mess
Hit his ass in the head and his chest, run a n***as ass down tryna send his bitch ass with the rest
[Outro]
Bitch, uh
Ay, we tryna send his bitch ass with the rest
We tryna send his bitch ass with the rest (brrr)
Stand Over Gang, bitch
Ay, free my brother n***a
Ay, long live Von, long live Ten
Cracking 4’s, and we cracking them 4’s
Fuck all the opps
Yeah, mhm (brr, brr, brr, brr)
Ay, free MadMax
Free John Wick, free No Face
Ay, Ay, free Blow
[Verse: 2glocks.red]
Team full of steppers, when we come through yo’ shit, everybody get low and go hide
Lil’ Hot got the drop, you know we ain’t doing no waiting, they know it, we coming in hot
I cannot go out like bro who get left on the ground, I think he had his chop
Ay, stop this car, there go a opp n***a walking, I bet he start running, he see this .45
[?], that n***a ass dead as a bitch, they still ain’t get no revenge
Tray just died, now that’s another n***a down, Goddamn y’all need to go spin
Don’t fuck with no new n***as, only day one n***as, I’m sorry, can’t do no new friends
KMan died and that shit hurt my pride, I get mad ‘bout that shit and I just wanna spin
We hopped out on his ass, this drac for a shell-catcher on it, it’s taking ‘em up
Lil’ Tuck tried to throw me a opp ho but that bitch wasn’t thick, hell nah, I ain’t fuck
They need to free John Wick and No Face out that bitch, on bro, know they going for none
N***a green than a bitch, come around here with a blick, know damn well he slimed for his gun
200 or more whenever we step out the house, we really come through like SWAT
Opp ho boring, came over here on the block talking ‘bout she ain’t eating no cock
Know that bitch giving the drop, if not, that bitch gotta go before we spank that bitch
And I can merch like three n***as died from The Six, I swear that shit sad as a bitch
Ay, stop the car, I’m up in the booth, on bro, got a whole lot of shots
We really crack 4’s, opp ho don’t give up that lo’, on bro, her ass get popped
Catch me in traffic, I’m doing you nasty, I’m thuggin’ with Ratchet, yo’ ass gon’ die
I don’t want no dealings, she all in her feelings, she say I act different, I ain’t cuffing no bop
[Verse: Jaybleeda]
N***a wanna pull out some belts like Tray ain’t just lose his life, he the one got spanked
This za got me high than a bitch, finna pull out my tooth, I done fell in love with smoking Hank
Give a fuck ‘bout the car, tell lil’ brother to check on the tank ‘cause this bitch finna hit right on eewee
Hopping out on feet, I can’t go out like Pay, I’ma up this bitch and shoot at the police
Give a fuck ‘bout the opps, n***a know I’ma bang my gun, I ain’t ever running from a n***a
We got different buttons on all of these Glocks, when we have a shootout, this shit look like some Skittles
We spin a block and send him to the spitter, you n***as be rookies, y’all really beginners
Lil’ Red in the back with a 300 blackout, tryna send a pussy n***a with his members
And let’s get a fade, free bro in the cell with a blade, tryna slice off a opp n***a neck
When I get the lo’, yeah I’m calling lil’ Nut, I’m a rich young n***a sliding in a ‘Vette
[Verse: 2glocks.red]
Pillow talking to that ho get you stretched
.762, that bitch rip through your neck
I’m in the olo, boy it’s a stolo, me and lil’ Reese ah hop out making mess
Ay, we in a 392, finna hop out this bitch with a .556 and make a mess
Hit his ass in the head and his chest, run a n***as ass down tryna send his bitch ass with the rest
[Outro]
Bitch, uh
Ay, we tryna send his bitch ass with the rest
We tryna send his bitch ass with the rest (brrr)
Stand Over Gang, bitch
Ay, free my brother n***a
Ay, long live Von, long live Ten
Cracking 4’s, and we cracking them 4’s
Fuck all the opps