[Intro]
Why the fuck this nigga keep playin'?
Like, what the fuck?
Don't even be entertainin' that shit, fuck you
Uh, I don't respond now, no cap
Like, fuck all my opps, man, they all bitches
Like, fuck them, what the fuck? Suck my dick (Niggas know they not live it)
Fuck, gay-ass niggas, faggot-ass niggas
Bitch-ass niggas
[Verse]
First thing's first, I'm finna talk on the facts, let me straight to the biz (Yeah)
Ayy, niggas be fanned out sayin' my name in the Clubhouse, niggas be chattin' like bitches (They chat)
She faggot-ass, got pictures, she poked as hell, she suckin' on lil' Rich dick (Pussy ass)
Ayy, opp nigga sayin' my name, nigga, you a whole pussy, I ain't heard about you doin' shit, nigga, get off my dick (Get right)
Ayy, remember the first day we met, nigga pulled to the stu' with his fire and I took his blick
Nigga, give me that shit, he flexin' that pole, he ain't takin' them trips (He ain't throwin' no drip)
I don't even want no smoke with the five hundred, nigga, they ain't never even been on no hit
They ain't made no bags, they ain't took no risk, I bet them niggas never even went on a lick
Ayy, first nigga ever tried to step to me like he a gangster, ayy, he gettin' hit off the rip (Bah, bah, bah), that's merched on six (Bah)
I really got opps out here that's gassed as fuck, I don't beef with wannabe bitches
Ayy, I ain't never entertain none of that internet shit, whole time them niggas be snitchin' (Rat), niggas be witness (Rat)
Always the suspect, never the victim (No cap)
I don't even ride through the South no more, they ain't never known to be in they trenches (They hidin')
Them niggas be chattin' on that, I don't get in that shit 'cause them niggas don't never be spinnin'
Ayy, nigga, no cap, we spin opp block 'til everybody 'round me get dizzy
Ayy, nigga, no cap, we spin opp blocks 'til everybody in they hood go missin'
Ayy, nigga, these facts, everybody 'round me with it, everybody 'round me get busy
Ayy, nigga, these facts (Bah), everybody 'round me gon' shoot (Bah), everybody done went on that mission
Ayy, nigga, no cap, we gon' keep hittin' that car 'til we knock out a nigga transmisson (On six)
Ayy, nigga, no cap (Bah), nigga try to swing through my hood (Bah), he gon' leave out this bitch with no engine
We gon' keep shotin' that bitch 'til the roof off
Keep tappin' that face 'til a tooth fall
Niggas be tellin' these lies, they too false (Gang)
Pussy ass hell, they too soft
Niggas ain't havin' no motion, they too lost
Say they outside and we knockin' a few off
Say they outside and we knockin' a crew off
Way that Drac' hit him, he thought it was Rudolph
Up that bitch, give him the girl, knock his boo off (Bah, clip)
Cliqued out, four died, five down, seven out, eight, where the fuck do a nigga begin?
This bitch keep askin' me why I tatted a cross on my face, bitch, that's 'cause a nigga done sinned
Spin an opp block, then spin it again (Skrrt)
Couldn't catch him, so I got with his kin (Bah, bah)
Got with his brothers, got with his friends (Ayy, what up?)
Everybody in the city know we get it in (Bah)
Soon as a nigga think he finna play, his life gon' end (That Get Back Gang)
Two, ayy, nigga done touched one of mine, so now I'm comin' for revenge (Don't say my name)
Three, when you say my name three times, the Reaper hoppin' out a Benz (They just want fame)
Fuck the four, I'ma give niggas some clout when I aim, his ass paid the weed (Shit not a game)
Five, five, niggas keep playin' around 'til I catch a nigga with his kid (We don't smoke Wayne)
Big six, and niggas don't smoke on him 'cause the nigga be hittin' like mid (Haha)
Drop the seven, let then shots out a chop and the nigga got hit in his leg (Can't say no name)
Crack an eight, if I get stuck in that jam (Bah), I'll never say what I did (Bah, shh)
Fuck Da Opps was written by Bos Flip.
Bos Flip released Fuck Da Opps on Wed Aug 31 2022.