Free Da Opps lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch
How the f*ck n*gga been f*cked up, n*gga?
Yeah, b*tch

[Verse]
We got Glocks and ARP's, fully Drac', n*gga what ya need?
Ayy, b*tch you cuffin' on a freak, me and gang done beat that ho to sleep
Since I was young, been totin' that heat before I knew how to cross the street
Can't wait to catch that f*ck n*gga, I can't wait until he bleed
They like, "Damn that n*gga be cappin' in his songs, should I really listen to it?"
It's all cool when a n*gga be rapping all that sh*t, but did you really do it?
Plenty times I gave this b*tch a chance, this time you really blew it
Go get back for they side, they wanna rap, these n*gga really goofy
Big Glock on my hip, thought it was a 40. this a 10 milli', stupid
n*gga don't really want no beef with us, they know we really stupid
If I ain't in traffic ridin' with that glee, I'm f*ckin' b*tches clueless
Leave a f*ck n*gga face down in aisle 3, they know we really ruthless
Ain't gon' lie, been comin' with that hot sh*t, Raq been goin' crazy
Yo big homie don't call no shots the way you want yo sh*t, then pay me
Free the opps so I can kill 'em, since everybody think they crazy
Got out with 380
Shoot anything, this sh*t get brazy
Freak b*tch tryna trap me, I ain't goin' for it, b*tch is you dumb or crazy?
Got yo baby daddy in the trap, make 'em run to the store for the gang, he slavin'
I gotta ask them how them bullets feel, I know that hot sh*t blazin'
Za' hit hard, got me looking Asian
Bad Instagram model b*tch, she blasian
I been runnin' this sh*t for too long, I think I run for senator
n*gga, they hell for cuffin' that b*tch, the whole damn gang done been in her
I been watching the opps story all day, if he in that Range, we flippin' 'em
I been trying to get yo b*tch up off my Jimmy, her tight ass pus*y keep grippin' it
Ain't no such thing as too much on the plane, b*tch all them pounds we shippin'
n*gga I ain't mad that you want smoke 'bout yo mane', but f*ck n*gga it's the principal
n*gga lame and his b*tch been giving me brain, the f*ck n*gga still be kissing her
With out the drank, b*tch let us run a train then after that, we snipping her, huh
Never forget my pistol, if we see 'em in the car, we blitz 'em
Designer shoes but he put on bullsh*t, he don't know how to drip 'em
That boy a ho, if it's a go, we hopping in the box and killin' 'em
n*ggas ain't show no sympathy for my man's, so if he spot, we drill 'em
Why these n*ggas so Instagram 'bout every thing? Got the police in our business
Walk out everyday, whip out blick out in the rain, gotta know Drac'Keisha with me
Real down to go crazy with that 300 blackout G-tone, got the 50
Can't wait to catch a b*tch boy at the store, I'ma leave a n*gga p*ssin'
n*gga be dissin', n*ggas be twerking on the 'net, I knew these n*ggas was sissy
Got out first, you thought they was gon' hit me in my face like, "Ouu that n*gga shifty"
Tellin' my daddy b*tch what I want them hoes to do, boy who the f*ck you pimpin'?
Got a switch for a n*gga trippin'
One more diss, you come up missin'
Comin' through with my chains on, n*gga asking where I came from
I'm gon' be the one still totin' the blick, n*gga, when the fame come
Pop you in yo sh*t and shoot yo block up with the same gun
n*ggas thought I was gon' switch up when I got money, but I ain't change nun'
Why the f*ck these n*ggas playin' with me? A toddler?
Call yo self a robber, come and try that sh*t with shotta
We done came through every n*gga hood, they'll want no problem
Pop a Perc' tonight, and I'll be good and still be high as f*ck tomorrow (Mhm)
[Outro]
Give me a lighter, do it
Pop me Perc' tonight, be feelin'─