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S. Thomas
S. Thomas
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A MCKINSTRY
A MCKINSTRY
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4ACERIO, WTF?
Smokin' all the dead opps, oh my brother
On bro nem'
Uh, catch a opp slipin', you know we hit his top
I'm with AMOE, we on the block, you know we comin' with 50 shots
Had to bail out the block, don't talk on the phone, that's how you get caught with the cops
**** know my face, don't play with me, you know I be on the block
**** get caught with the opps, ain't sayin' shit, these **** be tellin' it all
I be in the stu' late night till the morning, hell yeah, I'm grindin', I'm tryna evolve
Opp-ass **** don't be on shit, they lame as hell, I can make one call
Tryna get high, just popped a Xan, put it on my tongue, I just let it dissolve
Hop on the court, Me and my ****, you already know, we tryna play ball
Spin on the opps, catch them in groups, you know me and gang, we whackin' them all
And I ain't worried about no ****, cause this money, I'm stackin' it tall
And I ain't worried about no ****, this big-ass chop, I'm lettin' it off
They tryna tap in with AMOE, they know that **** becomin' a boss
And I ain't doin' no lil' free shit, lil' **** gotta pay for the sauce
And don't you worry about what I puttin' on, lil' **** just know that it cost
The way that I come around the corner, you think that I'm Deebo, you know that I'm takin' it all
If you scared of guns, don't come on the block, got big-ass switch, I'm lettin' it off
Rolling the opps in this 3.5, this bitch so fat, it look like a log
When I hop on feet this switch too fast, I ain't even gotta run, I just gotta jog
This bitch too freaky, she feelin' all over me, thought it was my dick, but my Glock in the drawers
Got a fuck in the front while I'm watchin' the door, if I spot him, I got him, I whack him, he fall
If the cops ask me questions, I don't know shit, I be way too high, I don't recall
If the cops ask me questions, I don't know shit, I be way too high, I don't recall
This big-ass chop on my shoulder, when I shoot a ****, make a **** hop just like a frog
On my mama not duckin' no smoke, I be smokin' my opps, lil' **** just right out my bong
Hoppin' out with this ARP, when I shoot it, it sound like a bomb
Treat the opps just like Whack-A-Mole, we catchin', we whackin' them all
You on your period, lil' mama, okay, lil' baby, just open your jaws
Just open your jaws, mama
Written by: A MCKINSTRY, S. Thomas
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