Old Opps lyrics

[Intro]
(Spank on the beat)

[Verse 1: DCG Shun]
I'm still fresh out the Audi, yeah
We still tryna catch bodies
Y'all see shootin' is one of my hobbies
His big OG got turned to exotic, uh
I want a baby like Sada, uh
She want a foreign like Favi'
Yeah, I spent dope money on Prada
And I cashed that ten K up in my Za's

[Verse 2: DCG Bsavv]
See, I was this close to catchin' a body
I want it ASAP, feel like Rocky
Lil' Nitti died and that sh*t shocked me
They payin' bread 'cause they can't pop me
Book me a flight, b*tch, I'm goin' to Wafi
Hit his up and now he coughin'
b*tch, I got shooters so ain't no talkin'
Bent out the whip and you better honk me

[Verse 3: DCG Shun]
We still on hot sh*t, ridin' whips, uh
I know that you don't got a tint (Let's go)
He lucky he still with that b*tch
He know who he is, I'm givin' out hints
Let's knock on the door, I'ma show you some sh*t
I'm hot, you know I'll blow in this b*tch
Don't care 'bout your name, I'll throw out this b*tch
Yeah, Lil' Tutu coped and sh*t

[Verse 4: DCG Bsavv]
Since we naming opps, I got me a list
When [?][0:48] died, I know they was p*ssed
Don't care who it is, we shoot up the whip
I know the black truck and who up in this
Say he in a ride and he with his b*tch
I told that b*tch that we don't miss
We hop out blastin', blow in this b*tch
Just ask Veeno how this sh*t get
[Verse 5: DCG Shun]
He know it get wild when we in the trenches
He ain't die 'cause he kinda listen
I still wanna slide, that sh*t be tempting
We still locked in, I be in the trenches, uh
I buy guns for Christmas, yeah
I'm still sendin' money to prisons (Let's go)
I brought thirty K to the hood to put it on n*ggas, so don't be a victim

[Verse 6: DCG Bsavv]
b*tch, I spent twenty K on my pendant
One opp died 'cause he didn't listen
Don't go to Popeyes to eat that chicken
His ass died 'cause he got biscuits
Yo daughter keep talkin', that b*tch'll be missin'
I made it spark, it feel like Christmas
He been a target, he don't get it
Since he want a cap to touch his fitted, uh

[Verse 7: DCG Shun]
Pop out of cuts, remember
We went on a hit, so n*gga, that's chemistry, uh
She was just sayin' she feelin' me
f*ck her so good, her brother my enemy
She like killers, she feelin' the energy
We shootin' so don't catch a injury (Let's go)
I'm scoring, so n*ggas ain't benchin' me
We killin' them n*ggas for thinkin' they dissin'
[Verse 8: DCG Bsavv]
Came back to the hood 'cause I know they miss me
We bought a Drac', that b*tch hold sixty
He tryna ride, but he ain't wit' me
I know I'm good with Bino wit' me
How you gon' beg, ain't give me a penny?
I drop the top when it get windy
I lost control like my name Missy
And I'm too raw for this sh*t really