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Hate My Opps
94
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hate My Opps was released on July 9, 2025 by n/a as a part of the album 4 5 Reloaded - EP
album cover
Release DateJuly 9, 2025
Labeln/a
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hoodfamousj
Hoodfamousj
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Hill
Andre Hill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BardaProducer
BardaProducer
Engineer

Lyrics

Fuck them dead ****
I would hate to be my opps
They beef wit' **** who leave shit dropped
A dick poke out every glock
We pop a lock, tell me is you ready or
Tell me is you ready or not
3, 2, 1, we bout to go to war
We gon' jump out when we stop
We go in route, Nelson E Agholor
I know two opps that had tried to get trim
And that's how they died inside the war
Three was out thinkin' we wouldn't catch him
Now he dead, he can't try to score
We earn our stripe corduroy
I would hate to be my opps thas a nightmare
All they closest **** dead
He tried to run like we wouldn't catch him
He think he made a gingerbread
The opps, we life insurance like Geico
We let it slide, tap ahead
I told her I loved her, that was a typo
Sometimes I lie to bitches
Most time I tell the truth
Me and Thing Thing 2 Glock identical
A lot of these rappers finally got them shots
You gon' go ask, I been the truth
My brodie mix crack, he cookin' out one pot
When he re-up, he gon' have two
I would hate to be my opps
They beef **** in love with the smoke
You know this shit ain't a joke
We spun that block **** murder, she wrote
I love how the 10K tote
She eat the kids so her contact goat
I hope my last bitch found a man
Cause my now hoes do what my last bitch don't
Why would I put the drac in the trunk
Rolled up an opp and it got a funk
I would hate to be my opps
Comcast boys we put shit in that box
Layin' shit down like a cot
Rolled up an opp, shit smell like it's rotten
Jewlery on me, kickboxin
Bro got assist on a drill, john stockon
We in the function, it's poppin
If she don't fuck, I'll settle for noggin
I'm with my bro, shift he shift personalities
When it's time to shift a gear
We like fios or Comcast
Way we go boxin' men
Then we leave em' sittin' here
Lil' Ra died, stealing that Johnny
You know I had to shed a tear
We checkin' our rearview
You know when Poppy died
He forgot to check his mirrors
I gotta keep a weapon there
I would hate to be my opps
They beef **** who leave shit drop
A dick poke out every Glock
We pop a lock, tell me is you ready or
Tell me is you ready or not
3, 2, 1, we bout to go to war
Written by: Andre Hill
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