Opp Pack

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah (Heygwuapo) (Woah, yeah, woah, bih) [Chorus] B-B-Brand new opp pack, what's that smell? I'm off the za, bitch, can't you tell? And I got a G2 under my belt Got stick in my hand like I'm casting a spell I-I'm with my demons, we send em' to hell Just got the pieces, they came in the mail Feel like Dami, how I'm off the gas, bitch, I'm faded I'm on the top, bitch, I know that they hate it Hop in that coupe, bitch, you know I'ma race it C-Can't fuck with niggas a feel like a— G-GTA how we gon' leave em' wasted Niggas clones, now they copy and paste it Put on the Airpod Pro's and hop in the stu' I-I get to thе bag and I chase it And you know I'm gon' slide with my nine I go too many hoеs on my side [Verse] Put him in the sky, now he gon' fly Talkin' on gang, nigga, why would you try? You dissin' on me, I told you, you don't wanna beef Okay, then you must wanna die I ride with the heat, on my side that's a lil' XD Turn his block to a playground, we slide (Yeah, woah, yeah, woah, bih) [Chorus] B-B-Brand new opp pack, what's that smell? I'm off the za, bitch, can't you tell? And I got a G2 under my belt Got stick in my hand like I'm casting a spell I-I'm with my demons, we send em' to hell Just got the pieces, they came in the mail Feel like Dami, how I'm off the gas, bitch, I'm faded I'm on the top, bitch, I know that they hate it Hop in that coupe, bitch, you know I'ma race it C-Can't fuck with niggas a feel like a— G-GTA how we gon' leave em' wasted Niggas clone, so they copy and paste it Put on the Airpod Pro's and hop in the stu' I-I get the the bag bag and I chase it And you know I'm gon' slide with my nine I go too many hoes on my side