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Justin Rarri

Opps

 

Opps


Niggas never showed up, got the guap and soda
I would never fold, niggas snitching, yeah, they told 'em
You the opp, a phony, rock 'em like a boat
All that MAGA shit bitch, I do not fuck with most

I got the plug calling, I got a hundred calling
Nigga, you snitching and telling on nigs, you got 400 dollars on your head
Niggas, they'll run up on 'em, my niggas, they'll run up on 'em
I got ten brothers with doogies and toolies
I put a dozen on 'em, on your head

Nigga, they pull up with letters
Nigga, they pull up with bread on 'em
Go suicide and that nigga ain't joking like boom
Bitch, I never let 'em, bitch I be pulling and getting
I just be counting the bread up
Counted a hunnid and fifty, all of the guap, I cannot let go

Na, na, na, na, pull up with nah, nah
Oppies, yeah, they snitching, they be dead by tomorrow
Na, na, na, na, pull up with choppers
I be on that bullshit if you talking all that opp shit

I got the plug calling, I got a hundred calling
Nigga, you snitching and telling on nigs, you got 400 dollars on your head
Niggas, they'll run up on 'em, my niggas, they'll run up on 'em
I got ten brothers with doogies and toolies
I put a dozen on 'em, on your head

Fill up a nigga like bullet buffet, I got them hunnids, you cannot relate
Washing a nigga like washing a plate, bitch, I be balling on hog heads and Cape
We used to pull up with fake shit, now I be flexing with Bape shit
Brought the Balenci' like 8-6, I'm from the block that went 8-6
Pull up with niggas in Rovers, she tryna suck me like Gogurt
Copping that shit at a mall and copying back, I be looking way older
Bitch, I be shooting like soldiers, rocking a nigga like boulder
Catching that static like toaster, X in that clip, we loaded
Yeah, yeah, we loaded, rocking a nigga like boulders
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Na, na, na, na, pull up with nah, nahs
Oppies, yeah, they snitching, they be dead by tomorrow
Na, na, na, na, pull up with choppers
I be on that bullshit if you talking all that hot stuff

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