Top opps

Top opps, baow, baow-baow

Like, I'm top one for this rappin' shit, ****, they know who the face is (Y'all know who the face is)

Youngest **** on my block (On bro), I'm the youngest **** tryna rearrange faces (Like, baow, baow)

This .40 hold ten, and every time (Baow), we bend, it's more than five, we leave **** wasted (We leave **** wasted)

And they know every trip that I'm down to go do it (On bro)

Just bend on the opps, and make pape' quick (Every trip, ****)

Might not ever catch me takin' PT (At all), cop a renty or Uber or black truck (Uber or black truck)

Stacks right beside me, throw shots if he GWee (GwokkK)

Tired of smokin' Mali, he don't bun enough (He don't bun enough)

If I call you my mans and you movin' stingy (Baow), wit' the wave (Baow), you get brushed (Baow), don't tuck from us (Baow-baow)

And I do my homework on bitches, you can't line me (L producer, Patt), could always tell when somethings up (On bro)

And this money ain't gon' make itself (On bro), I be on that block trappin' 'til the sun is up (Trappin' 'til the sun is up)

You gotta have some balls comin' through my block, I wanna see (I wanna see—), who really dumb enough (Like, baow, baow)

Before I step out of the crib, I make sure I got (I make sure I got), paper on me, and my gun is tucked

Gotta get up close on them **** (Baow, baow) 'cause I'ma be drid if I don't tag at least one of them (If I don't tag at least one of them)

I-I-I like when all odds is against me (On bro)

You gotta catch that B to impress me (On bro)

Bro put the streets before school, he don't know how to spell (He don't know how to), but he know how to flex weed (But he know how to flex weed)

This shit get too easy (Baow), I just fucked a bitch I just met (Baow), forgot her name already (Baow, baow)

Like, troop through the 4, I'm preein' every single movement, I can't go, I'm too Perry (Baow, baow, Perry)

Walk 'em down in the Asics

Double handin' the G, I get basic

Gotta creep up slow when you wavin' it, in love wit' the drill, word to bro, I start bangin' it

Thirty stick in the G2, I'm swingin' it (I'm swingin' it), shit jammed in the drill, word to bro, I start beatin' it

Beam get to flashin', on bro, gotta (On bro, gotta—), tweak it, too tall for the drill, gotta walk up and lean wit' it (Gotta walk up and lean wit' it)

Dig on the Makk, but I back out the Gat (But I back out the Gat), put the beam to his face, **** know I'm elite wit' it (**** know I'm elite wit' it)

Flick to the beat while I yell out "What's Gunnin'?" (While I yell out "What's Gunnin'")

It's like a mic and a beat when I'm singin' it

Creep, creep, f—flick to the beat, I don't care who I hit, I just want me a B

I move at the Makk, fourty-eight too elite, I start piecin' the Makk, then I back out my heat (Fourty-eight too elite, I start piecin' the Makk, then I back out my heat)

Too much 'ooters around (Baow), you can't dodge 'em all (Baow, baow)

Too much pain in my heart (Baow), I can't down 'em all (Baow)

Never too late to go suit up and drill in the field on the opps, word to bro, you can't doubt 'em all

Lil' bro thirteen in the field tryna get up his rank on the Kreeps, double hands

Fuck up they heads, one knee on the floor, gotta shoot wit' my left when I get in my stance

I'm wit' the F's and the Lz in the party, but you know that I'm glidin' wit' Etho

Too much 'ooters around in the club, if you push up on us, you get shot like a free throw

Spanish bitch on my dick, I don't know what she said, but, she like to Boquito

Don't know what that mean, but the booty too fat, I just hit one time then I pass her to Etho

W-we got the cars parked up on the Kreeps, gre-greenlight, now we gon' troop up to 46

Gotta wrap up my ankle wit' foil, ba-back out, now, they got me on that bullshit

Shout out the Ape, he was savin' the Lz, but I'm droppin' the L'zzz, and I dare him to glitch

Shout out the Dub, but I can't wait to flick, 'cause he throw up the L, word to bro, we gon' flick

Glitch, glitch, watch how I—

Glitch, glitch, watch how I flick

I don't need not a soul, **** know how I get

Put the G in her purse, let her tote on the grip

Don't pull funny stunts, twe-twelve in the morning, tryna get you a vid, we gon' throw out the whip

(Baow, baow, baow-baow, baow-baow)