Ops ‘N’ Robbers

[Chorus]
You're next, that's the joke
They flex, then choke
You're next, that's the joke
They flex, then choke, they flex you
Crazy how they flex me when they know me
Crazy now they hate me when they don't
Fakes are just a blip up on my timeline
Reals can see agenda in the font
Ops 'N' Robbers, you can see the slobber
Slurping down my shit like they're flies to a slaughter
Staring at me like, mmh, just one more cluster
You know I gotta feed these fakes all their fodder

[Verse 1]
Imagine missing leftovers, you're chomping on my shit
You just missed the dinner 'cause you're acting like a bitch
I got my whole table full, but yours ain't got no dish
Maybe there's no dreamland outside your dumb fucked up wish
Did you know that magic is just light behind a hue?
Did you know that spells more likely turn right back at you?
Did you notice when you wrote it, that you sealed the type of fate?
Now you get to watch me eat with nothing on your plate

[Chorus]
You're next, that's the joke
They flex, then choke
You're next, that's the joke
They flex, then choke, they flex you
Crazy how they flex me when they know me
Crazy now they hate me when they don't
Fakes are just a blip up on my timeline
Reals can see agenda in the font
Ops 'N' Robbers, you can see the slobber
Slurping down my shit like they're flies to a slaughter
Staring at me like, mmh, just one more cluster
You know I gotta feed these fakes all their fodder

[Verse 2]
Thank you, Jesus for the bread, thank you for the way
You help me weed out my garden from all these wicked snakes
So you could come and bless my tree and hit me with prosperity
Show me guidance, spark my [???] faith
Said it's faith
You have all this food, remember, taste
Said it's faith
Remember who put it on your plate

[Chorus]
You're next, that's the joke
They flex, then choke
You're next, that's the joke
They flex, then choke, they flex you
Crazy how they flex me when they know me
Crazy now they hate me when they don't
Fakes are just a blip up on my timeline
Reals can see agenda in the font
Ops 'N' Robbers, you can see the slobber
Slurping down my shit like they're flies to a slaughter
Staring at me like, mmh, just one more cluster
You know I gotta feed these fakes all their fodder