Opp Flow 2

We want all the smoke We want all the smoke We want all the smoke (Thanks, Yakree) We want all the smoke We want all the smoke (Ayy, ayy) Ayy, what body you caught? I'll be a damn fool if I go off your word Niggas ain't built like that, it's a image for bitches You can tell he ain't put in no work Let a nigga touch one of mine, bet his mama gon' cry Put his face on a brand-new shirt All-black mask with a all-black Drac' Make a opp take a ride in a all-black hearse I don't really like these niggas that much Only rock with a few, shit, that's 'bout it Ain't no bitch 'round me, if it is Take him out and straight up fuck that jit I don't respect no nigga that ain't come direct Lil' brother, that's a trait of a bitch Thirty my clip, Glock sittin' to the left of my hip with a bad Rad bitch on my dick Started off broke, I was in the trap Lil' nigga, but I said I wanna rap, lil' nigga Boy, you a ho, run up, get clapped, lil' nigga Knock a nigga off the map, lil' nigga Spin on my bro, I don't got raps for a nigga I'ma straight up clap me a nigga I'm on go, I'm gon' wrap me a nigga and that's no bap, lil' nigga Really ran down on shit, on the guys that's bro He done see me bang that stick I ain't tryna flex that much I'ma drop me a chain and stack this shit, that's it Niggas too tender, all the too-tough-ass niggas Be the ones get set by a bitch Money my dinner, bitch-ass nigga wanna diss 100k all cash this winter Niggas get shot in they face, try to catch them a case You lack, get put in a blender Shakin' that ass, you gay, I don't care what they say You ain't shit but a sweet-ass nigga I don't even want no Scat, I'ma crash out, nigga My opp block, bitch, I bend 'em Bitch, ain't nobody safe, make everybody pay Load the switch, bro let's go get 'em Uh-huh, nigga, better keep your pistol Bang everything if it ain't my niggas Take a nigga brain, then I praise my killer Bag for a body, want cash, go get him We gon' put 'em all up, like fuck this rap, I'll smoke me a nigga Bitch, pick your dog up (Fah, fah, fah), let the Draco' hit him Better think wise if you playin' with me, boy We takin' lives and we playin' for keeps Banging four-five, know its poppin' with me, playin' both sides Leave you dead in the street We want all the smoke, twin came through with a .223 7.62 can't fit in my Trues Get put on the news for playing with me (Yeah) We want all the smoke (Yeah) We want all the smoke (Yeah) We want all the smoke (Yeah) We want all the smoke (Yeah) We want all the smoke (Yeah) We want all the smoke (Yeah) We want all the smoke (Yeah, yeah) We want all the smoke (Yeah)