I Smoke Opps lyrics

[Intro: Lil Mon]
When we slide, go all-black
Can't no, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Mon]
When we slide, go all-black Jeep, can't no n*gga f*ck with me
Hit the curb, hit up the street, double back, get out on feet
Like YC, bet we run the street, n*ggas know that they be coppin' out
Get up on the 'net and post these guns, but don't be rockin' out
Say brodie want to slide, we change the route 'cause them folks poppin' out
We talkin' 'bout cops, you know we changed the tag and then we spint the drop

[Verse 1: Lil Dre6o]
Told her I smoke opps, we just put a three-fivе in this blunt
Know I get sh*t topped, he spеak on gang, we spin the whole month
Headshot, twin just f*cked 'em up, he in a Redeye
If I can't get the nail, I call up Bezz, we don't do no dead flies
They can't f*ck with us, say you my opp, you ain't spint enough
Know I f*ck with Bigg, I'm somethin' like Tupac how we hit him up
Twin gon' see that boy and face him, it's too late now, they can't pick him up
Her ex just broke her heart, she tried to come to me to fix it up
It don't matter where we was, we in the club, we got that blicky tucked
They play us everywhere, the opps be mad, they gon' get sick of us
Spin that sh*t again, we the reason they bring 12 out
Catchers on the stick, no, we can't let no more shells out
[Verse 2: Lil Rae]
Ridin' 'round in SRTs, the Hellcat can't keep up with me
Once it's up, it's stuck with me, your main n*gga can't f*ck with me
Tryna get them M's, I want millions, I might break the bank
Three-five of the opps in this 'Wood, smokin' on that dank
Ayy, twin, let's go pull lil' buddy card since he think he hard
We still got bros sittin' behind them bars, came from stealin' cars
I get in my mode, I'm tryna spin, tryna kill his friend
The door was locked, I had to kick it in, tell 'em drop a pin
'Cause if they do, I promise you we gon' put them boys on the news
Can't go out bad, I keep a tool in case a f*ckboy need a screw
b*tch, you postin' me, you know that's some sh*t we never do
YC got more sh*t than a zoo, can't dap me up, boy, who is you

[Chorus: Lil Mon]
When we slide, go all-black Jeep, can't no n*gga f*ck with me
Hit the curb, hit up the street, double back, get out on feet
Like YC, bet we run the street, n*ggas know that they be coppin' out
Get up on the 'net and post these guns, but don't be rockin' out
Say brodie want to slide, we change the route 'cause them folks poppin' out
We talkin' 'bout cops, you know we changed the tag and then we spint the drop

[Verse 3: Lil Rez]
If you try my gang, we blow your brain, make mom dukes go insane
Heard your shooter missed up on that drill and he ain't have no aim
All of these n*ggas get stepped on and get wrecked on, put your lil' bro in the grave
Really gettin' active with that Teflon, we are not the same
Me and Junior hop right out the bush like we don't rap
Yeah, I heard the lil' b*tch lyin' on my name, but that sh*t cap
I'm with Mon and Rae right now, we might walk you with that PAP
DG got a thirty, I got me a fifty, we stay strapped
On my mama, though, flipped that boy like Domino's
How the hell he havin' all these guns, but he run from those?
Really, you a sweet lick, ain't take you down because of bro
Heard she tried to set me up and ever since, ain't trustin' hoes, mm-mm