Biggest Opp lyrics

[Intro]
(Sweet Pea on the beat)
Cash Gang Key
I'm on that big opp sh*t, man

[Chorus]
I'm Detroit biggest opp, nobody like us but the thots
What they gotta know is we don't give a f*ck, we spin the block
In that striker, time to ride, hit a n*gga with the chop
We gon' get back for the guys, send a n*gga to the sky
Man, our opps don't be on sh*t, all them n*ggas do is lie
Our other opps ain't did no hits, all them n*ggas do is die
This AR hold .223s, knock a n*gga out his Crocs
I just bought an SRT, I don't even like to drive

[Verse]
You can pull up with a chop, gang, I ain't runnin' with a stick
Biggest opp, boy, I was at No Jumper with the blick
Just did a tour in six states, I had a puncher in the whip
My n*gga Lik ain't got a brain, he'll thump you in his kit
I got heart problems, so I can't be loving you and sh*t
Man, the strap hot, but I ain't put a cover on this b*tch
Really turnt, bro, this b*tch just put her number on my pic
Really turnt, n*gga, I just spent a Hummer on my wrist
You got a Rollie, n*gga, that don't make us equal (At all)
The city hate 'cause what we did to they people (Ask around)
Come and try me then, I'll let you meet 'em
Just Don shorts, latest J's, off a beater (I'm crispy)
He ate 'bout twelve bullets, that's why I don't really like nines
The bros get off jiggas, get to spinnin' 'til it's nighttime
A switch for three-fifty? Where you at? I need it right now
Humble, I'm the youngest n*gga ballin', I'm just like Cy
They say I'm tellin', where the proof at? Swing through they block and do that
f*ck that n*gga Pat, I'm ridin' down the Straf with two straps
My youngest stepper just jumped off the porch and he got two hats
It's crazy that they only see a flash when he got bookbagged
Them boys done robbed the whole city, shot the whole city
It's either that or he mad 'cause I got his ho with me
You can catch me by myself, but the Glock, it hold fifty
Button on the back, I can't ride with no semi
[Chorus]
I'm Detroit biggest opp, nobody like us but the thots
What they gotta know is we don't give a f*ck, we spin the block
In that striker, time to ride, hit a n*gga with the chop
We gon' get back for the guys, send a n*gga to the sky
Man, our opps don't be on sh*t, all them n*ggas do is lie
Our other opps ain't did no hits, all them n*ggas do is die
This AR hold .223s, knock a n*gga out his Crocs
I just bought an SRT, I don't even like to drive

[Outro]
Cash Gang Key
I'm on that big opp sh*t, man