O.P.P. lyrics

[Intro: Enchanting]
Ayy, Big Chant
Woo

[Verse 1: Enchanting]
I can't take n*ggas for real, they ass be all talk (Cap)
I put his ass up on a leash, finna take him for a walk (Dog)
Ayy, why your BM always mad at me? It ain't my fault
I lounge around in Double C's, some sh*t her BD bought
I told they ass I was a real P, they ain't believe me (Ain't believe me)
I know my pus*y hella good 'cause none of my n*ggas leave me (None)
I know I tell my n*gga lies, sometime I be misleadin'
But I still look him in his eyes and f*ck him like a demon (Yeah)
Ayy, I don't never stay around too long, we f*ck, I'm leavin' (Gotta go)
I call him like I ain't with you so how the f*ck you breathin'? (How the f*ck you breathin'?)
This n*gga tellin' me he love me, he don't know the meaning
If he don't give me what I want, can't lie, I'm probably cheatin'
Can't lie, I got my n*gga ways but I learn from the best (From the best)
I did his ass like he did me and now he f*ckin' stressed (Now he stressed)
Can't find no b*tch to take his mind off me, I f*ck him best
He call my phone number on private, yeah, you know the rest
I had to grade him on that head, this n*gga passed the test (A plus)
You mad yo' n*gga love it here, I got these b*tches pressed (Yeah)
I need the n*gga wit' the most, can't settle for no less (Hell nah)
I'm not the b*tch to be yo' peace, I'll have you in distress
Don't give no f*ck if you in town, I'm not no tour guide
n*gga jump up in that water gon' get baptized
Slid through the hood a couple times, he never outside (Where you at?)
Won't say I'm sorry to no n*gga, I got big pride
My n*gga know he make me mad, I put him in my verse (Put him in a song)
Why n*ggas dissin' on my name? They all end up in hearse (Go)
I stay wit' blick, I let it blow, I hide it in my purse (Do-do-do)
I be laughin', n*ggas chicken, they end up in churches (Woo)
Ain't no kickin' it in the spot, you gotta make a purchase (Make a purchase)
Watch yo' tone 'fore you wake up surrounded by some nurses
b*tches out here lost, they still ain't find they purpose
Wanna get the best out of a n*gga, I treat him like he worthless (On God)
I can't save no n*gga, I'm not G-O-D (I'm not)
Ayy, I be breakin' n*ggas like it's my J-O-B
Ayy, please don't touch my sh*t 'cause I got OCD
Runnin' through these n*ggas' pockets, spendin' O.P.P
(O.P.P, we spendin' other people paper, f*ck
We run in these n*ggas' pockets
I mean, they don't do sh*t but lie, they f*ck up anyway, so we might as well f*ck they money up)
[Verse 2: Jdot Breezy]
P-I-M-P, b*tch, that's me (Wop)
I can't trust a b*tch as far as I can motherf*ckin' see (Motherf*ckin' see)
Too much paper over here, she wanna leave, I let her be (Bye)
Her favorite food beef, well, b*tch, get on yo' knees and eat this meat (Wop, wop)
Woke up early morning, part of es got me like f*ck the world (f*ck 'em)
I ain't tryna make more opps, this n*gga mad I f*cked his girl (Hahaha)
You better stay up in his place, you know this Draco make 'em curl
That go for any n*gga, add the S behind it, make it plural
Minus the attitude, but she a bad b*tch with her referral (With her referral)
This n*gga out his mind, I think he f*ckin' wit' that bald girl (That bald girl)
This choppa gon' hit his spine, he bad kid, we test for uncle Earl (My uncle Earl)
My broski run him down, the last man get caught, make him a mural (Make him a mural)
I can't take her serious
She just see this cash and this ho geek (Huh?)
I ain't no trick but I'm not spendin' sh*t if you can't make me skeet (What, what, what?)
I might put you on this flight so you can stay for 'bout a week (What?)
But after that you goin' home 'cause b*tch that money callin' me (b*tch)
All these b*tches stalkin' me 'cause I ball like 23 (b*tch, I ball)
I'm finna one night stand this ho, she getting f*cked on the backseat (On God)
Name a n*gga playin' me, though, you point him out and we gon' see (We'll see)
This n*gga think just 'cause I'm rappin' I won't drop his f*ckin' ski

[Verse 3: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
Ayy, don't ask me who I smoke, b*tch, just hit the blunt and see (Go)
Her baby daddy been a b*tch, these n*ggas know don't play with me (f*ck n*gga)
I'm in a 'Vette, just that Drac' and me, ain't no backseat (Ayy)
On that X, couldn't go to sleep, so I'm back on that lean
Ayy, gave that ho some money, now she think she my b*tch (Huh?)
In the club wit' my blood, DJ know don't play no opp sh*t
How I'ma cuff you and I know you f*cked my dog, that don't make no sense (Ayy)
She say, "Why would f*ck my friend?" but I ain't know it (I swear)
Two chains on my neck and these b*tches buss (And these b*tches buss)
Ayy, my lil' b*tch a gangster, she don't give a f*ck (She don't give a f*ck)
Hit her in the car, got that b*tch movin' like a Maybach truck (Ayy, ayy)
Six figure n*gga still in the hood and I can't be touched (No bap)
You can't fool me wit' that makeup, ho, you still ugly (b*tch)
You can't play me like you boujee, ho, you still f*cked me (b*tch)
Man, these n*ggas broke for real, they ain't never touch a hunnid (Broke n*gga)
My pinky cost more than yo' car, go put that on somethin' (Bling)
[Outro: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, once you f*ck another n*gga, baby, you an opp
Yeah, 'cause that's other people's pus*y, you see what I'm sayin'?
You know what the f*ck goin' on, man, gang, gang in this b*tch
(I ain't got nothin' else to say, ayy, gang)