Opposition

Lyrics

[Intro] You gotta nother swisher? Alright Yeah so [Verse 1: Da$H] Shit, I stopped smoking with haters back in '06 You wasn't leanin' when Chad was breathing, nigga, you ain't pour shit I'm arguably one of the dopest I come through your label cause an explosion, boom, Okinawa With a bitch who look like Yoko Ono, we smoking sour Clip the blunt, and then we film a porno, iPhone 4 flow Cutting on my HDR, she screaming "fuck me hard" I hit it in her husband car Feeling like Mojo Risin, dangerously high Before his bitch walked in that bathroom and said that he died Ain't worried 'bout no overdose This dead head OG that I'm toking, got a nigga comatose They telling me I over smoke and over sip Really I don't give no shits Puffing Newports, pimping hoes Like Too $hort on these fucking simps With ten toes on the pavement Living what I'm saying, over here we ain't conforming Just adapting like we cavemen Yeah so [Hook: Da$H & RetcH] Motherfuck the opposition Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it Motherfuck the opposition Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping Motherfuck the opposition Fuck the opposition Motherfuck the opposition Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it Motherfuck the opposition Fuck the opposition Motherfuck the opposition Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping Motherfuck the opposition Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it Motherfuck the opposition [Verse 2: Da$H] My friends call me a alcoholic All of this drinking in the morning Tell em mind they fuckin business, Henny bottle keep on pouring Y'all listen to my recordings And say all I talk about is money, drugs, and bitches Not the nights I had to hustle, struggle, run ya pockets Snatch ya chain off ya neck, half your re-up pay my debts Other half I flip for profits, split the cheese with my set Major players in the field, dawg Knievel crew, what the fuck the meaning of fear, dawg Just to see how far niggas came in the past year, dawg This shit is like a sick dream, cause Mav still facing 15 Tryna get rich off 16's, and the greats die round 28 I got 8 and a half and I can't be late Tryna get us straight, tape my work while I blaze my herb I play the street, while you bitch niggas play the curb Control ya mind when I play with words Food for thought and your plate is served Nigga [Hook: Da$H & RetcH] Motherfuck the opposition Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it Motherfuck the opposition Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping Motherfuck the opposition Fuck the opposition Motherfuck the opposition Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it Motherfuck the opposition Fuck the opposition Motherfuck the opposition Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping Motherfuck the opposition Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it Motherfuck the opposition