Riding Wit Opps lyrics

by

Cashout Mike


[Intro]
Phew, why you ridin' with opps? (Why the f*ck you ridin' with the opps?)
Huh, now that boy a opp (What is he stupid?)
Phew, b*tch, Mhmhmh
Ha, ha, ha, ha

[Chorus]
He don't want smoke with gang (Uh-uh)
Ridin' with Opps (Sliden')
All these f*cking bands (Ha)
Pilen' on us (Grrr)
Cheque just hit the bank, f*ck the playin', b*tch I'm rich (Oh yuh)
Pull up in a foreign, middle fingers while I drift
Bands all in my Lewis, I'm in love with gettin' dough
Mike Amiri jeans, b*tch I'm dripped from head to toe (Oh my, oh)
Diamond really fly la, la, diamond really glow (Pew)
Shawty talkin' blah, blah, blah, b*tch I gotta go (I'm out)

[Verse]
2022, tell my bro "I'm finna blow" (On god)
January came around, I had 'em all like ''Whoa'' (Hoh)
"How the f*ck you do it?'' son I'm quick, I don't know
Little do they know, I got a angel on my phone

[Bridge]
(Cashout)
And they taught me all the secrets
(You finna blow up soon)
Told me all that sh*t I gotta know
(You next up forreal, you the GOAT)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
[Chorus]
He don't want smoke with gang (Uh-uh)
Ridin' with Opps (Sliden')
All these f*cking bands (Ha)
Pilen' on us (Grrr)
Cheque just hit the bank, f*ck the playin', b*tch I'm rich (Oh )
Pull up in a foreign, middle fingers while I drift (Hahaha)
Bands all in my Lewis, I'm in love with gettin' dough
Mike Amiri jeans, b*tch I'm dripped from head to toe (Oh my, oh)
Diamond really fly la, la, diamond really glow (Pew)
Shawty talkin' blah, blah, blah, b*tch I gotta go
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