New Opps lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
f*ck them dead n*ggas, I smoke new opps
f*ck them dead n*ggas, I smoke new opps
f*ck them dead n*ggas, I smoke new opps
(Ayy, Don, this beat)

[Verse]
Flocka got head tap, I smoke Coogi pack
[?] some goofies, [?] got [?] now
See them faces and get active, switches on they ass
Thinkin' that you low, your b*tch get you smashed
Pop out, let this Glock do the [?] dance
Bud Bud froze ass died, had a heart attack
Take a rapper chain, this n*gga done bought it back
Smokin' Bud Bud now, I'm talkin' about [?] 'em
Gudda was my favorite, damn, they slide on him
Lil Folks used to call me, he don't call no more
f*ck Bubz, hype ass n*gga overdose
We ain't shootin' from no distance, shoot him over close
I lost blood in this sh*t, it's forever smoke
Tryna catch a opp loose, make him crash the boat
Catch a opp, make him poop, thought he seen a ghost
Have you ever [?] so close that blood got on your clothes?
All that drive-by sh*t ain't gon' work no more
Chase a n*gga down like, "Where you finna go?"
n*ggas goin' out sad in front designer stores
Tryna get his di*k wet, he got wet some more
Thinkin' with his di*k, now they got your lo'
[?] shoot up a house, we can get it on
This sh*t [?], we post up they door
You get caught on [?] sh*t, might no make it home
Don't get caught on live screamin' like, "Lil Dee, no"
f*ck Cess, p*ss on that b*tch like she p*ssed on herself
Yeah, uh, step on a b*tch
He used to be a shooter, he a f*ckin' snitch
12 snatch me up, I ain't with this sh*t
I usually wait for black and white but I knew that he snitched
Want some smoke? Boy, come get this sh*t
Walk a n*gga down, hit him in his sh*t
I don't gotta say sh*t, fat ho eat the di*k
And I got a b*tch, you can't record sh*t
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, that's how I know I'm lit
They just killed his man, yeah, lil' shorty sick
Yeah, eat the clip, n*ggas not on sh*t
Only reason you hear about my L's 'cause I am who I am
Took a rapper sh*t, he ain't do—
Took a rapper sh*t, he ain't do sh*t but diss
Yeah, I speak facts, a lot of n*ggas be cap
This that old Timmy, yeah, yeah
Yeah, oh, yeah, old Timmy
They want that old Timmy, f*ck it, smokin'—
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah