Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Dthang
Vocais
T Dot
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Dthang
Composição
Letra
Most of my opps, they folded
Like what did y'all do?
Drillies pull up, Leaky he clutch
Bunny hoppin' with the tool
Most of my opps, they folded
Like what did y'all do?
Drillies pull up, Leaky he clutch
Bunny hoppin' with the tool
Can't lack, gotta stay with a knock 'em
Hop out, two V's, two G's
I keep askin' like what is the problem?
My opps got no pole, they just all on they knees like
I told T-DOT to flock that ****, just pop that ****
Don't stop my ****, like
I ain't hidin' my gun in the party
Hop on that Sally, told bro go retarded
I told Stunna to boom at the crowd
Get up, get close, lay 'em down
Tell me, what's the issue?
We'll still slide up, two poles with clutch, got a bigger pistol
And I'm just praying it doesn't miss you, like, like
It's no competition
Benji in the air, that's the grabba kickin'
Had no pot to piss in, so we just gon' eat like the smooches, listen like
Edai called in missin'
She eat us up, now we goin' missin', like, like
Why my neighbors missin'?
Fuck all the dissin' and politicking
We gon' pull up, get crafty
Two shooters, one driver, three poles in the back seat
I'ma tell Stunna, hold Sally
If you make a move, T-Mac uppin' a Jackie
Lil' thotty gon' fuck off the patty
And we all gettin' parts, can't give up no Addy
And no we not takin' no pictures
'Cause it can get heavy like
I like how she shakin' the room
But if shit gettin' mix, I'm clearin' the room
Most of my opps, they folded
Like what did y'all do?
Drillies pull up, Leaky he clutch
Bunny hoppin' with the tool
Most of my opps, they folded
Like what did y'all do?
Drillies pull up, Leaky he clutch
Bunny hoppin' with the tool
Like most of my opps, they folded
But I keep a tool
Back out my chop, watch how he drop
Lotti coming just to boom
And we gon' keep spinnin' regardless
'Cause what did y'all do?
Hop out, two V's, four poles, free Spazz
Mister make 'em hit the news
I keep a pole, bitch, I'm ready to flock it
One in the head, then we spinnin' through Ogden
BG he clutchin', he always on timin'
Totin' a Sally, we gon' pop it like Harden
It's a problem, I'm holdin' two pistols
Both of them boomin', I know they gon' hit you
Ain't no worries, the doctors can't fix you
Hollows done damaged and ripped up your tissue
It's still piss me, the G's or the whoopty
Fuck all the opps, they salute me or shoot me
Rock Amiris, the Goffs or the Ksubis
Dthang gave me the green, now your bitch wanna do me
Baby, pass me the yerky
I'm off a hit and I'm still movin' sturdy
DThang with me, he movin' real purgy
Stunna with me and he gone off a 30
Most of my opps, they folded
Like what did y'all do?
Drillies pull up, Leaky he clutch
Bunny hoppin' with the tool
Most of my opps, they folded
Like what did y'all do?
Drillies pull up, Leaky he clutch
Bunny hoppin' with the tool
Written by: Daniel Thang
