Opp Boy lyrics

Woo! woo!
Oh my goodness
Tell them pus*y opp boy
They know I dissed 'em
Yeah
b*tch ass n*gga
Know I dissed 'em
Yeah
Uh, check me out
Uh

Make sure all my old b*tches know that I missed 'em
'Bout to get some more money and mind my business
I'm not stunin' lil money, you owe me pennies
On my brother, them my co-pilot, he know my business
b*tch just dropped a dot, dot
I found out the ticket
We gon' blow you down, n*gga, 'cause we know you with 'em
Left his head in front of his buildin', we just blew this business
And I got red inside my system, need a stolen kidney
Skate

That sh*t comin' fast
They know what it was
I'm onto this fashion
I just blew me a bag
To go in the club
A whole nother bracket
These n*ggas don't know
'Bout the grade A bud
I ain't gon' change

Get disrespectful and use my fame
And go get your man top put on my chains and things
A couple of rings
Yeah, I got a stain
I put a graveyard in the game
They callin' me Cain
Just stay out my lane
I'm just a dog that got out the cage that cannot be tamed
You can tell by my fangs
They talkin' 'bout dirty, I'm knee-deep in the mud in my face
I got guns and drugs on my case
Too many guns in my place
Too many dubs, too many hundreds to pay
Puttin' sh*t right on his head
Put him in bed
Let him lay down with his bae
I ain't stunin' nonsense, b*tch
The cops came in here bustin'
I had runts inside my oven, that's a whole damn bag
No time for the tusslin'
Put them racks inside the duffle
b*tch, you must thought I was bluffin'
I got old man cash
Okay, I'm gon' leave a opper out in no man's land, uh
We gon' slide them doors back in old man vans
These are Louboutins, these ain't Cole Haans, man
Catch a cold hand, hit like cocaine
Kurt Cobain slain in my domain, uh
Liu Kang kick it, purple potion
I got white b*tches out in Notre Dame
I know you don't but they do think I'm important, bae
Me and lee 'bout to get these vests that cost a quarter K
My partners still servin' that sh*t, make a quart a day

Why would you lie to me?
You tried to deny fully
On top of the lies, I see you partner's disguise, bully
He couldn't beat a n*gga if his hands was tied to him
I wouldn't leave these n*ggas, my man's still tied to 'em
I plan advise
Don't plan to lie to him
I am the guy my mans will die for him
I am the deiform of God descendent
Let's see if you'll die for him
Let's rob this n*gga