Bullets from Opps

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Two thousand dollar tennis on Venice I'm superstitious New Maserati came a long way from hoopty whipping This for my four-for-five loosey niggas New militia, jewels expensive See how cool my wrist is, we rocking heavy chains Just for illumination [?] I need the big crib with the acres Waited patient I used to play [?] All the fiends they still remember me I only sold drop and kept the newest sneaks Truthfully I'm top three I was just serving fiends I used to play the curb with my pants to my knees In the 4X Geno Green But I had what you need And I ain't got it I could get it with ease And now they know me overseas I swear they treat me like Karim (Karim) [Chorus] Yo these niggas they fucking with me, you they really need to stop (They really need to stop) Ay yo I used to play the backstreets I was slinging nickel rock (I was slinging nickel rock) As soon as you think shit sweet now you running from the cops (Now you running from the cops) I spent my whole weekend just throwing bullets at the opps (Throwing bullets at the opps) [Verse 2] I spent my whole week throwing bullets at opps Them niggas spent their whole weekend ducking from shots I take over your block, see they call me the enforcer I play the trenches, but I still ride around in a Porsche I fuck your bitches, I make 'em wanna divorce you I make that bitch play the trap and bag the quarters New world order, every single day your life is getting shorter My plug imported so many bricks they had to deport him Know what's important, my first hustle was extortion Kicking in front doors like where's my portion Yo I knew I'd do it big, I just anticipated See how this rap shit took me places Broke the cycle, we changed the matrix At first it was Playstation now it's vacation They hating (They hating)