Opps

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Toosii - Rap, East Coast Rap

Opps

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[Intro] Ayy My niggas out in the field with it Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh, uh Ayy [Chorus] Yeah, I was slidin' on the opp block tryna opp shop, yeah You niggas ain't pop shit, you don't pop shots I was tryna make a stain with his brain in the hot ride, yeah You givin' out names and gettin' your opps locked Lil Toosii, I'm real with it My niggas out in the field with it You wanted smoke, now you dead with it Don't got a problem inhaling it My niggas bang bang from the chain gang to the streets and we drillin' shit Hollow tips fill up the Draco, that's max ammo, when we spin, bet he feelin' it Watch how this shit get muddy You say my name, you ugly She know I'm cute, she wan' fuck me We pass her off like a rugby I take you in, then you lucky Bitch, I do it my own, that's nothing Don't need for nobody to love me 'Cause my heart cold like a husky [Verse 1] Ayy, bitch, I been a real nigga Choppa gon' fill up the room, yeah He say he a real hitter, uh Well, he can get swept like a broom, yeah I heard he a pill getter, uh We set him up in the noon, yeah Soon as he pull up, just watch how I pull up and he get put up like balloons, yeah I'm the shooter and the driver My bitch, she bad like Madonna I put her in all this designer Cougar bitch, I got the hook up For keys and trees and Gucci and Fendi and Prada Hood nigga, I'ma shop with a booster I want neck like a rooster You say you true to your religion Lord, forgive my sins, I ain't talkin' 'bout Buddha My wrist covered in Flintstones Trap nigga, need ten phones Fuck nigga, get pissed on Two shows, got ten more I ain't even sign no deal Nigga, I'm independent I ain't had to lease no whips None of my shit be rented [Chorus] Yeah, I was slidin' on the opp block tryna opp shop, yeah You niggas ain't pop shit, you don't pop shots I was tryna make a stain with his brain in the hot ride, yeah You givin' out names and gettin' your opps locked Lil Toosii, I'm real with it My niggas out in the field with it You wanted smoke, now you dead with it Don't got a problem inhaling it My niggas bang bang from the chain gang to the streets and we drillin' shit Hollow tips fill up the Draco, that's max ammo, when we spin, bet he feelin' it Watch how this shit get muddy You say my name, you ugly She know I'm cute, she wan' fuck me We pass her off like a rugby I take you in, then you lucky Bitch, I do it my own, that's nothing Don't need for nobody to love me 'Cause my heart cold like a husky [Verse 2] Homicides, I'ma shoot Ride the coupe, your niggas won't ride for you Hide from who? Try your move Brodie say, "Why the fuck they tryin' you?" Die to who? Lord knows I go hard, promise I won't lie to you You turning your back, I won't cry for you It won't be no tears in my eyes for you You know I'm rich, I'm the baller I'm the head honcho, shot caller Nick-nack, patty wack, I dog her You whack, kickback, you guard her You captain save a ho You probably can't name a ho that a nigga ain't hit Bad bitch, got a gang of those Got enough for the gang to hold She slobbin' on dick You pussy, we know you on opp shit Get hit with a mopstick Bruce Lee, got chopsticks Kel-Tec gon' drop shit I put a stick to your head I put your head on a stick You say you wanted me dead Well, I pray to God you don't miss, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, I was slidin' on the opp block tryna opp shop, yeah You niggas ain't pop shit, you don't pop shots I was tryna make a stain with his brain in the hot ride, yeah You givin' out names and gettin' your opps locked Lil Toosii, I'm real with it My niggas out in the field with it You wanted smoke, now you dead with it Don't got a problem inhaling it My niggas bang bang from the chain gang to the streets and we drillin' shit Hollow tips fill up the Draco, that's max ammo, when we spin, bet he feelin' it Watch how this shit get muddy You say my name, you ugly She know I'm cute, she wan' fuck me We pass her off like a rugby I take you in, then you lucky Bitch, I do it my own, that's nothing Don't need for nobody to love me 'Cause my heart cold like a husky

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Credits

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  • RNE LM
  • Toosii