F the Opps lyrics

[Intro: Screwly G]
Uh' Uh Huh, Uh Huh, Uh Huh
Uh, Uh Huh, Uh Huh, Uh Huh
Uh, Uh Huh, Uh Huh, Uh Huh
Uh, Uh Huh, Uh Huh, Uh Huh
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[Verse 1: Screwly G]
Bump down on the opps with buttons
Ran down on a n*gga and knocked 'em off, I guess he ain't see us coming
Hop out drr-rrr hawked 'em down these n*ggas went to runnin'
I could up a dub 10 of blues the opps ain't got no money
Switch too fast drench his ass, fddt-fddt, the n*gga couldn't duck it
Gassin' "em up to spin on us his dumbass died he shouldn't have trust it
Ain't popped a n*gga in a couple of months I'm Finna go slide I'm getting rusty
Like his man's we popped 'em up but he ain't die the b*tch got lucky
Come to my crib this b*tch wanna fight, fuss, then f*ck the b*tch be buggin'
Went on a drill and a n*gga got killed don't ask me sh*t cuz I don't know nothin'
I got a switch on back this Glock when 12 ride past I'm tryna tuck it
Ain't just totin' these guns for fun n*gga spin out west thеn tell 'em we donе it
We on the way to the top still riding with chops hitting opps we putting 'em under
4 n*ggas on that hit they ain't know who was who when we shot we let off a hundred
Aim for the face, neck or the chest when we shoot last n*gga caught one in the stomach
Built for this sh*t caught a uh- and they vomit, n*gga I run wit some gunna's

[Verse 2: Screwly G]
Uh, Uh huh
Like Austin stone cold stunna'
One of them faces a real deal gunna', kill him this winter won't see him next summer
Dyin' for clout opps getting dumber and dumber, hit in his head 'fore he fell he stumbled
Seven-six-twos make a big n*gga tumble, killin' the killas and whoever sent you
Creep up fddtt fye, knew he was hit heard that ahh
f*ck the opps b*tch die f*ck his momma b*tch cry
Leave a b*tch, b*tch bye, want me dead b*tch try
Grrr grah thats that fire 'nother opp b*tch in the sky
Creep up fddtt fye, knew he was hit heard that ahh
f*ck the opps b*tch die f*ck his momma b*tch cry
Leave a b*tch, b*tch bye, want me dead b*tch try
Grrr grah thats that fire 'nother opp b*tch in the sky
[Verse 3: Screwly G]
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She like when I backstab her, n*ggas be trying to kill then get some money these n*ggas be ass backwards
It ain't a b*tch I want that I already had the baddest hoes we bagged 'em
n*ggas be tryna run like we playin' it these choppa shells gon' tag 'em
DOA got caught we smashed 'em, we caught his mans but we missed him passed 'em
f*cked up the hit bro too thirsty to blast 'em, what the f*ck is you doin' n*gga we could of had 'em
Opps hate us they know we harrass 'em, just like his mans we catch him grab him
Like a thief in the night we creep up and drag him, reaper go get him come here grab 'em
Two-hundred on the dash ill put up foreign
Drop my mask bail out blowin'
Make n*ggas crash caught on [?]
Don't listen to opps they a bad influence
What a n*ggas wan' do let me know we can do it
Killin' you and your crew if you say we into it
Extra clips for the gun we can shoot us a movie (uh, uh)
f*ck my opps we over active
f*ck n*gga fall on the ground keep shootin' his ass make sure you over clap 'em
We box a n*gga in from different ends we gon' boobie trap him
One of them shotta's who jump out the back of them trucks n*gga I am not no rapper
(uh huh, uh huh, uh huh)

[Intro to verse 4: TiyGangAce]
Come on, lets go
Come on, lets go
Come on, lets go
Come on
[Verse 4: TiyGangAce]