OPS

[Verse: Kevin Emanel]
Name a nigga fresh as me... yeah, i'll wait...
Mr Conway ballin' out the hallway
Thought i wouldn't be the livest nigga in here
Thought i wouldn't be the nigga winnning in here
They don't want to get back like they say
These niggas ain't me, these niggas ain't me
That's that weak sauce shit we don't got
Baby got that weak sauce shit we don't like
I just brought some green for the red and blue cops
We ain't run from feds all we do is black ops
Blacked out, pop pills, she on top
Every night, this is the shit i'll do for life, do for life
This is the shit i'd do twice, live life thrice
Young Marren marinating all over your wife
Everybody wants to do this shit, we do it right
That shit ain't really right
That shit dont really be right
Niggas don't fuck with the light
I heard you fucking with lines, cocaine ain't it right?
Tried to put them on a case
Bad bitches imma lace
Yeah!
Model hoes all the way
We got hoes all the way
She got grades all the way
Higher grade all the way
Smoking weed all the way
A hoe to me is all the same shiiiiit, yeaaaah!
I - Know - you - want to get so high right now!
Baby girl you ain't technical, you foul!
Imma get high off the loud
Tell these niggas I ain't getting WOWed
I ain't really impressed
Niggas really with the set? yea?
All these hoes want a cheque
Give them nike shoes and a new regret
Yeah!