Opinions lyrics

by

Baby Keem


[Pre-Chorus]
I woke up and hit the lotto (Lotto), whip swerve
Twenty bad ones like a brothel (Brothel), whip swerve
And my new crib is colossal ('Lossal), whip swerve
And my new b*tch is colossal ('Lossal), whip swerve

[Chorus]
Your opinions, they don't make me rich (b*tch, ayy)
f*ck what y'all thought, I'm that n*gga (I'm that—)
Your opinions, they don't make me rich (b*tch, ayy)
f*ck what y'all thought (Woah, woah)

[Verse]
I want some top, ayy (Top!), so I park lot, ayy (Lot!)
I need to scoop (Scoop!), all my friends are some thots, ayy (Thots!)
f*ckin' robots, ayy (Woah!), love me or not, ayy (Yeah!)
She come around, ayy (Woah!), she whip the drop, ayy (Yeah!)
I keep the heater on me night stand
Don't tell my b*tch or my bands (Ayy, wake up)
Ayy, whip the foreign with my dice hand
I crack two foreigns, that's exciting (That's exciting, woah, yeah!)

[Pre-Chorus]
I woke up and hit the lotto (Lotto), whip swerve
Twenty bad ones like a brothel (Brothel), whip swerve
And my new crib is colossal ('Lossal), whip swerve
And my new b*tch is colossal ('Lossal), whip swerve
[Chorus]
Your opinions, they don't make me rich (b*tch, ayy)
f*ck what y'all thought, I'm that n*gga (I'm that—)
Your opinions, they don't make me rich (b*tch, ayy)
f*ck what y'all thought
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