Oppy lyrics

[Intro]
Like
Like what? Like what?
(War, so nasty)
(KR), b*tch
Look, (Enough is enough)
Look

[Chorus]
Better up that gun
b*tch, I'm, on court and I'm feelin' like Dwight
I got a gun, why the f*ck would I fight?
Got the knock on my hip and I shoot it like Mike, like
Hoodie on, no one mind what I do
Uppin' this .40, I'm flippin' the score
I see an opp and I'm lettin' it blow, like, b*tch
Why would you lack in the store?
Can't trust no b*tch that's oppy
Too tac', no, you can't line me
Two's on my body, I feel like a Nazi
Lil thotty, she throwin' that ass out
Like, pus*y so good, can't back out
di*k in her stomach, I'm makin' her tap out, uh
She want the 'migos, the 42 better, the liquor is hittin' her māthā

[Verse]
Said, ''This KR Da G'', I'm on D like McGee
And I'm ridin' with Jerry beside me
She like, ''KR so vibey''
I'm never lackin', you better not try me
I got the knock on my waist
41K, get shot in your face, b*tch
And no, I can't trust in no thot
Can't beef with the n*ggas that talk to the cops, like
Told bro, ''Don't lack, just torch''
Jenny on court and she drummin' like Andre
That b*tch is a plate, entrée
Deep in the V, I'ma slide in a Hyundai
41 for the win, we don't show no remorse
Got a rocket, I'm feelin' McGrady
Too lit, no you can't date me
Throwin' and throwin', I feel like Brady
[Chorus]
Better up that gun
b*tch, I'm, on court and I'm feelin' like Dwight
I got a gun, why the f*ck would I fight?
Got the knock on my hip and I shoot it like Mike, like
Hoodie on, no one mind what I do
Uppin' this .40, I'm flippin' the score
I see an opp and I'm lettin' it blow, like, b*tch
Why would you lack in the store?
Can't trust no b*tch that's oppy
Too tac', no, you can't line me
Two's on my body, I feel like a Nazi
Lil thotty, she throwin' that ass out
Like, pus*y so good, can't back out
di*k in her stomach, I'm makin' her tap out, uh
She want the 'migos, the .42 better, the liquor is hittin' her māthā