Dead Opps (feat. Lil Double 0)

I got on it, **** can't stand it

Young **** just wanna shoot his gun

He don't even go spend time with his family

Can't spend time when you chasing these bucks

Still in the trap and rap, I'm making it happen

Me and PJ too got the same damn gun

Got the same opps, put that boy in the casket

We smoke dead opps at least

We send headshots in the streets

We walk **** down for that cap shit

He just only dissing on the beats

Other **** slime trying to face something

Every day outside no lacking, can't stop in traffic

The car gon' chase

He made a diss on the internet, catch him in traffic, he racing

We smoke dead opps until my head pops

Until I’m gone, rocking these chrome heart

I ain't got no love for a bitch, leave me alone

Are you walking shit down or you gon' be alone?

Look him in the eye, you ain't no gangster ****

Walk some down, show a **** that you stepping

That you got aim, lil' ****

Be screaming out slime but never slide, how the fuck shit happened?

**** be swearing they having motion in the city, whole time capping, hey

**** swearing they have motion, whole time **** be bogus

I don't even play with these ****

Play with my gang, we gon' hop out and fix him slat

If I see the opps right now, I'ma hop out and smack them

Face shot, do the boy nasty, walk that boy down

762 hit his face and his stomach

That bitch got to curling up and laughing

We smoke dead opps at the pound

Big twenty two, hoe, it's a rec on the gram

Trapping and severing, flipping the pound, **** play, we walking them down

We smoke dead opps at least

We send headshots in the streets

We walk **** down for that cap shit

He just only dissing on the beats

Other **** slime trying to face something

Every day outside no lacking, can't stop in traffic

The car gon' chase

He made a diss on the internet, catch him in traffic, he racing

I just passed him, we drilled but I know with his ass

I just flown a couple bitches out to the land

We be stepping on shit for a fact, never ran

Quick to roll up a opp, bitch, we call him a strand

I just been high out my body

I been on so many drugs tripping through the lobby

Stepping on haters, can't nobody stop me

I’m with Double 0, yeah, that my twin, we sliding

No more sticks in this bitch and we shh

Still spinning and we all rich

Youngin, I'm turned, got the slimes in this bitch

Go to New York and I’m stepping in rick

All these bitches start coming 'cause I got a name

I’m up out the hood but I can never change

Don't need me no gun range, I got aim

What is a opp? You talking about my strain we smoke

Yeah, **** know I be tripping

Youngin, I got me a plan, steppers on my side

I come in advance, Brody spray the block

While he up on Xans

I hope it's demons, you dig what I'm saying

Car full of sticks, car full of blicks

Smoking dead opps, I fell in love with this shit

Crazy boo, stepping in rits

They know I’m the hardest but they want a mix

We smoke dead opps at least

We send headshots in the streets

We walk **** down for that cap shit

He just only dissing on the beats

Other **** slime trying to face something

Every day outside no lacking, can't stop in traffic