Opp Spotter

[Intro: Kay Flock]
Grrah-grrah, boom
(It's Lil' C4)
Huh?
Grrt

[Chorus: Kay Flock]
Hollows they hit him and rip through his neck (Pussy)
Give a fuck if he had on a vest
Spin on my set, on that shit you get left (Dummy)
Bitch I'm shooting 'til there's nothing left
.40 so loud, shit got me feeling deaf
Niggas be broke and upset
I don't wanna fuck, bitch I just want the neck (Māthā, māthā)
Bitch, I just want the neck

[Verse 1: Kay Flock]
When I spin its a highlight
Bitch, fuck a fight night, I be quick to back out my pipe
She can't tote, she not my type
Shooting off of eyesight, the way I bend blocks like (Like, like)
Niggas got me on highs like
Don't Bunny Hop, you get shot on the spot, like (Grrt)
Duwop, bitch, he a demon, shootin' 'til he see the cops (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Bitch, I shout, "Get to start squeezin'", got a shoot 'em, can't get shot
Bitch, I pop out, get to creepin', when it's cold I make it hot (Grrt)
Is you gonna 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)
Pussy boy, he tried to bluff me, back out the blick' before he could even rush me (Pussy)
Pour me some Ac', don't touch me
It can get physical when I'm off of the muddy
All red bitch, I feel extra Bloody
Call up my 'Rips, yeah, those are my cuzzies
You a baby nigga, pull up your Huggies
Thirsty one night, no she cannot love me

[Chorus: Kay Flock]
Hollows they hit him and rip through his neck
Give a fuck if he had on a vest
Spin on my set, on that shit you get left (Left, left)
Bitch I'm shooting 'til there's nothing left
.40 so loud, shit got me feeling deaf (Grrt)
Niggas be broke and upset
I don't wanna fuck, bitch I just want the neck
Bitch, I just want the neck

[Verse 2: B Lovee]
Niggas got me on highs like
I'ma spin with a nine 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 shit hurt my chest
Fuck on a thotty, I'm all in her chest (Uh-huh)
B Lovee and them goons, them niggas 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, niggas ass hit the pavement like matress
Now he gon' 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 bitches get jiggy
That .42, it got a spinny
Gang, gang, gang
Fuck all the opps, they was never on shit
I keep a Glock, that bitch 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 shit
So please do not try me 'cause I'm quick to hit (Gang, gang, gang)

[Chorus: Kay Flock & B Lovee]
Hollows they hit him and rip through his neck
Give a fuck if he had on a vest (Uh-huh)
Spin on my set, on that shit you get left (Left, left)
Bitch I'm shooting 'til there's nothing left
.40 so loud, shit got me feeling deaf (Grrt)
Niggas be broke and upset (Grrah-grrah)
I don't wanna fuck, bitch I just want the neck
Bitch, I just want the neck

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