Twerk on the Opps lyrics

[Intro]
Yuh

[Verse]
Pulling with my African-Americans
Acquiring the Dogsh*t
I spy female with large buttocks
And I, shall approach quick
If I see the Opps outdoors, let the Glocks spit
Digest a Wocky slush in the whip
Smoking on that dooky pack and the sh*t
Pull up on yo' man with that f*cking Blick
And I sell a mothaf*ckin' brick
f*ck on yo' b*tch, f*ck on yo' b*tch
f*ck on yo' dad, f*ck on yo' uncle
Smoking on that mothaf*ckin' Garfunkel
See me at the Spirit Airlines collecting p*ss
Out the mothaf*ckin' toilet
Ayy, then I put that sh*t in a blunt
Smoke it like a pack
Smoke a dooky pack
Smoke a tooka pack
Smoke a Budapack
Out the mothaf*ckin' crack
Smokin' ass crack
Pull up NASDAQ
And I get money like the f*ckin' NASDAQ
b*tch I'm, b*tch I'm up next
Ay, f*ck butt sex
Run up on yo' crib with that Ductex
I don't wear a Latex
Got a Glock .52 with a di*k and some nuts on it
Pull up on yo' block with that nut on it
Pull up on yo' block and I nut on it
Run up on yo' track with that crud on it
Eating Cheez Its in the studio
b*tch you look like Coolio
And you not even Hispanic
Run up in a cabana
In Havana smoking a Bannuh', b*tch!