Opp Spotter lyrics

[Intro: Kay Flock]
Grrah, grrah, boom
It's LilC4
Oh, yeah, turn that up, huh?
Grrt

[Chorus: Kay Flock]
Hollows, they hit him and rip through his neck (pus*y)
Give a f*ck if he had on a vest
Spin on my set, on that sh*t, you get left (Dummy)
b*tch, I'm shootin' 'til it's nothin' left
.40 so loud, sh*t got me feelin' deaf
n*ggas be broke and upset
I don't wanna f*ck, b*tch, I just want the neck (Māthā, māthā)
b*tch, I just want the neck

[Verse 1: Kay Flock]
When I spin, it's a highlight
b*tch, f*ck a fight night, I be quick to back out my pipe
She can't tote, she not my type
Shootin' off of eyesight, the way I bend blocks, like (Like, like)
n*ggas got me on hots, like
Don't bunny hop, you get shot on the spot, like (Grrt)
DooWop, b*tch, he a demon, shootin' 'til he see the cops (Grrah, grrah, boom)
b*tch, I shout, we just start squeezin'
Gotta shoot him, can't get shot (Get him)
b*tch, I pop out, get to creepin', when it's cold, I make it hot (Grrt)
Is you gon' ride in a hurry?
Stay with a stick, I ain't tryna get buried
My blicky jammed, he was lucky, caught him in traffic, why he tryna duck me? (Dummy)
pus*y boy, he tried to bluff me, back out the blick before he could even rush me (pus*y)
Pour me some Ac', don't touch me
It can get physical when I'm off of the muddy
All red b*tch, I feel extra Bloody
Call up my 'Rips, yeah, those are my cuzzies
You a baby, n*gga, pull up your Huggies
Thirsty one night, no she cannot love me
[Chorus: Kay Flock]
Hollows, they hit him and rip through his neck (pus*y)
Give a f*ck if he had on a vest
Spin on my set, on that sh*t, you get left (Get left, get left)
b*tch, I'm shootin' 'til it's nothin' left
.40 so loud, sh*t got me feelin' deaf
n*ggas be broke and upset (Grrah, grrah)
I don't wanna f*ck, b*tch, I just want the neck
b*tch, I just want the neck

[Verse 2: B-Lovee]
n*ggas got me on hots, like
I'ma spin with a 9 instead of a TEC
I catch a opp, I'ma rip up his chest (Uh-huh)
Screaming, "OGz," when I walk through they 'jects
Smokin' Woo Lotti, this sh*t hurt my chest
f*ck on a thotty, I'm all in her chest (Uh-huh)
B-Lovee and them goons, them n*ggas be actin'
I got a .40, make him do a backflip
Kay Kay, he with me, that boy make it active
If we catch an opp, we put him in a casket (Uh-huh)
Going fifty-for-fifty, n*gga's ass hit the pave' like Matt just Bunny Hop into a backflip
Call up the thotties, they droppin' they panties for Henny
She throwing her neck, getting silly
Throw on my track and watch all these b*tches get jiggy
That .42, it got a spinny
Gang, gang, gang
f*ck all the opps, they was never on sh*t
I keep a Glock, that b*tch stuck to my hip
Brodie a opp spotter, he go opp slidin' and he spin with ten in his clip
I might be a thot spotter and an opp spotter, and I'm walkin' with six in this sh*t
So please do not try me 'cause I'm quick to hit (Gang, gang, gang)
[Chorus: Kay Flock]
Hollows, they hit him and rip through his neck (pus*y)
Give a f*ck if he had on a vest (Uh-huh)
Spin on my set, on that sh*t, you get left (Left, left)
b*tch, I'm shootin' 'til it's nothin' left
.40 so loud, sh*t got me feelin' deaf (Grrt)
n*ggas be broke and upset (Grrah, grrah)
I don't wanna f*ck, b*tch, I just want the neck (Māthā, māthā)
b*tch, I just want the neck

[Outro: Kay Flock]
Dummy (Grrt), like, like