Big Opp

What the fuck?

What the fuck? (Frr)

Uh, what the fuck? (Frr, thank you, Timmy boy)

Promethazine, codeine, horse tranq, put on the doggy

Oxycodone, 30 milligram, I'm geeked up out my body

Bitch, I'm swaggin' and I'm surfin'

Bro caught a B, but was it worth it?

Got a L, I'm startin' to look back, got me hurtin', what the fuck?

Diamonds VVs, watch the stones bling

Big Balenci on my feet, I got it on

You rockin' Chrome, I got a chrome heart, I do my own thing

Time to find new drip in LAX, PJ, I'll hop out dragon

Got that fire put to me, we gave fire back like I'm a 7

Ricky on my bucket, I called Big Opp 'cause I know he savage

In Chiraq on 79th and Essex, my lo', you could have it

BP V's sittin' at the trap crib, in the backseat with a ratchet

Go, I'm on point, 40-ourty in that can, please let my **** out the joint

**** got in shootout, **** ran with the burner, what's the point?

Brought my killers just to slide, they need a johnny and a joint

Go (I'm on point), go

Ain't no red lights, when you dumpin' the shit, that metal burn

Man, the four pound bullets fresh up out the Gen5 give a perm

I just pulled up, my face can't fit the ski, pull up Big Worm

We got bloodshed inside this shit, so I ain't have to learn, what the fuck?

We ain't playin' defense, we on offense for the win

We ain't gettin' spinned on, we gon' spin shit with our friends

Henchmen, henchman, 5L, my shoes tied

**** went on IG, straight gossiped, straight died

None of the shit I rap 'bout made up, ain't no lie

Yeah, it's Skrilla, yeah, it's me