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Uh, uh, okay, okay
Yeah, yeah
On Lo' grave
They got Wooski on the mix
Where the fuck the opps at, nigga?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, where the fuck the opps at, nigga?
(Where they at right now?)

Uh, fishing for the opps, reel 'em in
You can't trust them niggas, all them niggas ain't yo' friends
Calling all his friends, I got 10 to bring him in
Folks play with them switches and they come with different gens
Uh, uh, fishing for the opps, reel 'em in
You can't trust them niggas, all them niggas ain't yo' friends
Calling all his friends, I got 10 to bring him in
Folks play with them switches and they come with different gens

Uh, uh, fishing for the opps, reel 'em in
Uh, Mooda wanna' run up in the spot, we coming in
Uh, I just lost a BMW, Chase just lost a Benz
Uh, we was in a high speed, blowing out the trends
Uh, uh, uh
In Miami in the club, I done threw a dub
Renting out them Slingshots for the guys, I was showing love
On Ocean Drive, meeting all my fans, I was giving hugs
Miami police smacked me on the bike, I was off the drugs
Uh, I don't like the police think they after me
Zo's fucking hoes up in the penthouse on the balcony
You could say he dead, 'cause I swear that's where he 'bout to be
That choppa hit his head and made him flip like a athlete
Go!
Plane to plane, state to state
I can't stay in one place
Fly to New York just for Capital Grille so I can eat steak
Me and Sleezy up a sack, spent the grip, that was easy
Lil' bitch mad 'cause I ain't buy her shit, now she wanna' leave me
Lil Durk brought me out, I was fresh as hell with the BDs
If you a opp, we gon' spin yo' block, spin it like a CD

Fishing for the opps, reel 'em in
You can't trust them niggas, all them niggas ain't yo' friends
Calling all his friends, I got 10 to bring him in
Folks play with them switches and they come with different gens
Uh, uh, calling all his friends, I got 10 to bring him in
Calling all his friends, I got a dub to bring him in, uh
Calling all his friends, I got 50, bring him in, uh
Calling all his friends, I got a hunnid', bring him in, uh

On Lo' grave, nigga
I got a hunnid', bring him in right now, [?] nigga
I got 50, man, you know
And they all fucked up anyways, man
You know they gon' do that for that paper
Backdoor yo' brother, on lo' grave

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