Red Opps lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I pull up roll the window down and (Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)
I pull up roll the window down and (Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)
I pull up roll the window down and (Pew, pew, pew)

[Chorus]
I just bought a pistol, it got 30 rounds in it (Pew, pew, pew)
Pull up at your momma house and put some rounds in it (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
Wet a n*gga block and watch them n*ggas drown in it (Skrrt)
Hunnid round drum, gun a n*gga down with it (21)
I'm on that Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)
Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)
I'm on that Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)
Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)

[Verse 1]
I'm on that Slaughter Gang sh*t, take a n*gga b*tch
n*gga, you's a b*tch, 'cause I ran off with your sh*t (21)
I'm a real right Blood and these n*ggas counterfeit
You don't pull up on the Ave, pus*y-boy, you get dipped
I bought a brand new drop and then I poured me up some drop
Young Savage real street n*gga, y'all ain't on no block
b*tch, keep your legs closed 'cause all I want is top
I pull up and, pew, pew, pew, pew, y'all gon' call the cops (21)
[Chorus]
I just bought a pistol, it got 30 rounds in it (Pew, pew, pew)
Pull up at your momma house and put some rounds in it (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
Wet a n*gga block and watch them n*ggas drown in it (Skrrt)
Hunnid round drum, gun a n*gga down with it (21)
I'm on that Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)
Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)
I'm on that Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)
Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)

[Verse 2]
Two guns up, I don't give a f*ck
I'm a big dog, lil' n*gga, you a pup'
Pull up at your spot, walk up on it, shoot it up
Your b*tch, she on the molly, yeah, I got her booted up (Gang)
You said you was trappin' but I heard thats a lie (b*tch)
Baking soda, cold water, cut the stove on, scrape the side (b*tch)
You can keep the skinny b*tch 'cause I like a fat ass and thighs (21)
b*tch, I'm Young Savage, your baby daddy know not to try (21)

[Chorus]
I just bought a pistol, it got 30 rounds in it (Pew, pew, pew)
Pull up at your momma house and put some rounds in it (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
Wet a n*gga block and watch them n*ggas drown in it (Skrrt)
Hunnid round drum, gun a n*gga down with it (21)
I'm on that Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)
Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)
I'm on that Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)
Slaughter Gang sh*t (sh*t), Murder Gang sh*t (sh*t)
[Outro]
Slaughter Gang sh*t, Murder Gang sh*t
Slaughter Gang sh*t, Murder Gang sh*t
Slaughter Gang sh*t, Murder Gang sh*t
Slaughter Gang sh*t, Murder Gang sh*t