Opposition lyrics

by

Vince Staples


[Intro]
You gotta nother swisher?
Alright
Yeah so

[Verse 1: Da$H]
sh*t, I stopped smoking with haters back in '06
You wasn’t leanin' when Chad was breathing, n*gga, you ain't pour sh*t
I'm arguably one of the dopest
I come through your label cause an explosion, boom, Okinawa
With a b*tch who look like Yoko Ono, we smoking sour
Clip the blunt, and then we film a porno, iPhone 4 flow
Cutting on my HDR, she screaming "f*ck me hard"
I hit it in her husband car
Feeling like Mojo Risin, dangerously high
Before his b*tch walked in that bathroom and said that he died
Ain't worried 'bout no overdose
This dead head OG that I'm toking, got a n*gga comatose
They telling me I over smoke and over sip
Really I don't give no sh*ts
Puffing Newports, pimping hoes
Like Too $hort on these f*cking simps
With ten toes on the pavement
Living what I'm saying, over here we ain't conforming
Just adapting like we cavemen
Yeah so
[Hook: Da$H & RetcH]
Motherf*ck the opposition
Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
Motherf*ck the opposition
Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping
Motherf*ck the opposition
f*ck the opposition
Motherf*ck the opposition
Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
Motherf*ck the opposition
f*ck the opposition
Motherf*ck the opposition
Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping
Motherf*ck the opposition
Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
Motherf*ck the opposition

[Verse 2: Da$H]
My friends call me a alcoholic
All of this drinking in the morning
Tell em mind they f*ckin business, Henny bottle keep on pouring
Y'all listen to my recordings
And say all I talk about is money, drugs, and b*tches
Not the nights I had to hustle, struggle, run ya pockets
Snatch ya chain off ya neck, half your re-up pay my debts
Other half I flip for profits, split the cheese with my set
Major players in the field, dawg
Knievel crew, what the f*ck the meaning of fear, dawg
Just to see how far n*ggas came in the past year, dawg
This sh*t is like a sick dream, cause Mav still facing 15
Tryna get rich off 16's, and the greats die round 28
I got 8 and a half and I can't be late
Tryna get us straight, tape my work while I blaze my herb
I play the street, while you b*tch n*ggas play the curb
Control ya mind when I play with words
Food for thought and your plate is served
n*gga
[Hook: Da$H & RetcH]
Motherf*ck the opposition
Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
Motherf*ck the opposition
Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping
Motherf*ck the opposition
f*ck the opposition
Motherf*ck the opposition
Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
Motherf*ck the opposition
f*ck the opposition
Motherf*ck the opposition
Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping
Motherf*ck the opposition
Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
Motherf*ck the opposition
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