Lyrics to The Biggest Opp
Uh
[?]
Somebody's watchin' the window
[?]
Ayy
[?]
Wake up and ball like I'm [?]
I don't even like y'all niggas, I'm reckless
Uh, if I'm a opp, I'm on top of the list
Treat 'em like pig skin, chop and get stitched
I'm in they mouth and the topic is this
Uh, talkin' 'bout lust, never get love, I don't get love
Wake up and ball like I'm [?]
I don't even like y'all niggas, I'm reckless
Never seen a type like me, she fuckin'
I'm in her mouth and she ready to spit
Keep it on hush, I ain't tellin' 'em shit
I get thе guap 'fore I get no resistancе
I got the scope, I ain't miss yet
Bitch, you a thot, not a princess
Bitches keep talkin' 'bout big racks
But ain't got no money, bitch, get back
She wanna geek, molly Santan
Used to do drugs in the Trans AM
I'm at the top, get the cam' man
I'm 'bout to jump like I'm Van Damme
All this swag, don't fuck with nobody
I got some killers, bitches, in the lobby
I got some niggas really really 'bout it
And we got the four-eleven, where you hidin'?
I got that life of sin and million
And my bitch switched up like she Miley Cyrus
I wanna fuck her but she got some mileage
I want the money, that's where I'm residin' (—Si-si-sidin')
Oh, damn, you give a fuck 'bout that bitch, damn
Oh, I ain't know that's yo' bitch, damn
I didn't know you exist
I put water on top of my fists
And that's for when I cry and shit
Yeah-yeah, I gotta, I gotta make sure I, goddamn, got the ice on me
Type of bitch who wanna cry, now I ride with a buss'
You feel me?
No choice
Uh, if I'm a opp, I'm on top of the list
Treat 'em like pig skin, chop and get stitched
I'm in they mouth and the topic is this
Uh, talkin' 'bout lust, never get love, I don't get love
Wake up and ball like I'm [?]
I don't even like y'all niggas, I'm reckless
Never seen a type like me, she fuckin'
I'm in her mouth and she ready to spit
Keep it on hush, I ain't tellin' 'em shit
I get the guap 'fore I get no resistance
I got the scope, I ain't miss yet
Bitch, you a thot, not a princess
Bitches keep talkin' 'bout big racks
But ain't got no money, bitch, get back
[?]
Somebody's watchin' the window
[?]
Ayy
[?]
Wake up and ball like I'm [?]
I don't even like y'all niggas, I'm reckless
Uh, if I'm a opp, I'm on top of the list
Treat 'em like pig skin, chop and get stitched
I'm in they mouth and the topic is this
Uh, talkin' 'bout lust, never get love, I don't get love
Wake up and ball like I'm [?]
I don't even like y'all niggas, I'm reckless
Never seen a type like me, she fuckin'
I'm in her mouth and she ready to spit
Keep it on hush, I ain't tellin' 'em shit
I get thе guap 'fore I get no resistancе
I got the scope, I ain't miss yet
Bitch, you a thot, not a princess
Bitches keep talkin' 'bout big racks
But ain't got no money, bitch, get back
She wanna geek, molly Santan
Used to do drugs in the Trans AM
I'm at the top, get the cam' man
I'm 'bout to jump like I'm Van Damme
All this swag, don't fuck with nobody
I got some killers, bitches, in the lobby
I got some niggas really really 'bout it
And we got the four-eleven, where you hidin'?
I got that life of sin and million
And my bitch switched up like she Miley Cyrus
I wanna fuck her but she got some mileage
I want the money, that's where I'm residin' (—Si-si-sidin')
Oh, damn, you give a fuck 'bout that bitch, damn
Oh, I ain't know that's yo' bitch, damn
I didn't know you exist
I put water on top of my fists
And that's for when I cry and shit
Yeah-yeah, I gotta, I gotta make sure I, goddamn, got the ice on me
Type of bitch who wanna cry, now I ride with a buss'
You feel me?
No choice
Uh, if I'm a opp, I'm on top of the list
Treat 'em like pig skin, chop and get stitched
I'm in they mouth and the topic is this
Uh, talkin' 'bout lust, never get love, I don't get love
Wake up and ball like I'm [?]
I don't even like y'all niggas, I'm reckless
Never seen a type like me, she fuckin'
I'm in her mouth and she ready to spit
Keep it on hush, I ain't tellin' 'em shit
I get the guap 'fore I get no resistance
I got the scope, I ain't miss yet
Bitch, you a thot, not a princess
Bitches keep talkin' 'bout big racks
But ain't got no money, bitch, get back
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