What's that? Every opp shot, mmm-mmm

Baow, ****, baow

Grrah, ****, come here

(Damn Wick, that's fire, run that back)

Where the fuck is the opps? Tryna get in my groove

I'm outside with the chop, but I'm not in the mood

I see a—, he get popped like balloons

Down the 'Hill, tryna see who gon' fall to the deuce, grrah

****, I'm on the 2s

Duck, duck, goose, better run 'fore you lose

G3 gon' bark, let it do what it do

****, free all the bros, I get up with 'em soon (Grrah)

Let him play with my body, I'm flockin' him

He don't think that I see him, I'm watchin' him

Tryna wait for the right time, got me stalkin' him

Bet I'm duckin' the D's when I walk with it

I won't play with the G, I'ma talk with it

Mission complete when I'm hawkin' him

Talk about the streets, put my all in it

He ain't ready to bend, we ain't forcin' him

Please don’t ask what I been through, by myself, had to get me a Pistol

Grandma, I'm sorry that I never listened, life gettin' hard, never full, it was simple

Free all the bros in the can, RIP all of my brothers

You, stop seein' **** as fake, we supposed to be locked in, you chose them above us

Now everybody gon' suffer, baow, .40 is blowin' like thunder

I got the G, let it burn like I'm Usher

I'm throwin' shots while he run on his brother

Louis Vuitton, we be swingin' the belt

Bullets so hot, ****, watch how he melt

Life is a gamble, I play what I'm dealt

****, don't need a soul, watch me do it myself

We spinnin' the S, while we playin' they music

I dare him to dance, word to bro, I'ma boom him

But he got jewels and that shit lookin' icy, changin' the plan, ****, we 'bout to loot him

Oh, he try to run? That **** stupid

Ayo, Oota B, what the fuck is he doin'?

We want the funds, so we not gon' boom

But word to my dead, we won't hesitate to use it

Where the fuck is the opps? Tryna get in my groove

I'm outside with the chop, but I'm not in the mood

I see a—, he get popped like balloons

Down the 'Hill, tryna see who gon' fall to the deuce, grrah

****, I'm on the 2s

Duck, duck, goose, better run 'fore you lose

G3 gon' bark, let it do what it do

****, free all the bros, I get up with 'em soon (Grrah)

Let him play with my body, I'm flockin' him

He don't think that I see him, I'm watchin' him

Tryna wait for the right time, got me stalkin' him

Bet I'm duckin' the D's when I walk with it

I won't play with the G, I'ma talk with it

Mission complete when I'm hawkin' him

Talk about the streets, put my all in it

He ain't ready to bend, we ain't forcin' him