Top Opp lyrics

[Intro]
It's a campfire, it's a campfire, it's a campfire
Go, go, go, go
There go that bully

[Verse]
All I fear is God, rockin' Fear of God
He was dissin' on Lil Booka, that's what got him shot
And my b*tch don't like when I go out, my pockets full of guap
I'ma take the Draco on every drill like I ain't got a Glock
ARP bullets, hit his body, he ain't gotta flop
Caught him lackin', bent him on his block, now he ain't gotta block
I be steppin' on these n*ggas all day like they was socks
He was lackin' in that car, now they knockin' out his locs
n*ggas playin' games, I don't play, I ain't Xbox
Why your mans said he chased me?
n*ggas know I would've blazed him
Why they act like they be right at me? n*gga, that's just is crazy
Last n*gga tried, n*gga sleep, snoozin' like a baby
It's this one opp when he die, I just kept on rollin' faces
If they put a bag on my head, they gon' get the pavement
I know that b*tch gon' chew the guys, just like bubble-gum
Lil' Sko hoppin' out that jeep, caught a two for one
f*ck you tryna run? This a fifty round drum
And your mans ain't never get back for that one boul that got slumped
It's that Mr. Bustop, heard he poof, ain't no Runtz
I ain't smokin' on no corny ass pack, where the bum?
Yeah, I'll give you that lil' dime but you gotta go get a head
If it's seven different blocks, I bet it's zero n*ggas dead
n*ggas talkin' out they ass if they say I never slid
Me and 40 gon keep spinnin', who you think hit n*ggas heads?
Way before I rapped, I was really on that car, n*gga
Comin' for a rap, we was really on that bar, n*gga
I ain't got no feelings, I'm a bandit full of scars, n*gga
He thought he could trust me when we linked up for a song
Next thing you know, shots goin' off, n*gga gone
Yeah, I'm super slimey, real snake, I'll come through your lawn
n*ggas they ain't doin' sh*t, they be cappin' in them songs
Man, I know n*ggas for real, now it's time to expose them all
n*ggas fighters, they don't how it feel to go pick up a ball
I'm a real top member, n*gga, all the shots I called
And we sleepin' in that tent, I ain't leavin' out that b*tch
'Til he walk out, he don't know we on him, we 'bout to get a vic'
n*ggas sick, n*ggas know they play with me they gon' get bent
n*ggas pus*y, if they try to get me to tell them I'ma sit
I don't know why she act like that, she ain't never had no di*k
Big D1 quick to get you left, I ain't got no picks
I got way more trigger-happy when I first got me a switch
Spin a bend, I'm just tryna see who gon run first from this clip
All these n*ggas cryin', all these n*ggas ventin'
224, yeah, he got some time, he treat it like detention
I could turn a four to a eight on a lazy day
I'm like, "Come and put that pus*y on me", that's what Baby say
I could have your b*tch eatin' di*k like she was Sara Jay
All these n*ggas bap, they ain't gotta body, why we conversation?
Hit him and his man, got it the worst, they both was constipated
You ain't in it, don't be on that block or you gon' be a patient
I just hit the booth, I saw my opps without concentratin'
He ain't see that blueberry beam, now he a fried rasin
She ain't tryna f*ck with the opps, she on our side glazin'
The way they hit him all on his body, that n*gga not stable
All my n*ggas clip sh*t with that metal like a f*ckin' staple
I could get you right, I just need your PNC
Your homie layin' in his casket with his life on DND
We the ones crossin' n*ggas out just like Jesus piece
With your life on twenty for seven, I be in them V's
How you get shot and you ain't slide? If that was me I'd be t'd