New Opp lyrics

[Hook]
Aye, Uh
Me and bro slangin that iron
Breaking in cars and breaking in houses
Now I be breaking it down
Gimme some cut, turn em to ounces
Wholesale, wholesale if I ten then I'm buying a fountain
Plug from Wisconsin I'm buying a mountain
Get up on Q, yeah I doubt it
Spot me a opp and I downed him
pus*y so wet, it got me drownin
A sweet plug think I found him
What's the amount, what's the amount
Put in that work, make sure it count
If you get you some work, make sure it bounce

[Verse 1]
f*ck n*gga tried to play Snake and got lit in that parking lot
Mercedes too big I can't fit in that parking spot
Two Rollies Rose gold look like its Mardi Gras
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b*tch I ain't sleep for a week off that party pack
Hop out the kut f*ck up a n*gga cardiac
Really a pimp got somе head in the Cadillac
That n*gga ain't evеn do a day in that jail, I think he prolly hot
I was in jail my lil b*tch she was f*ckin, I was thinkin she prolly not
Bro ain't even come out that house, it ain't come in my head that my n*gga was prolly shot
If she let me c*m in her mouth, treat her ass like a [?] so her last n*gga she forgot
I was tryna kill me a n*gga then got me some money I cleaned that sh*t up with rap
n*gga tried kill me lil n*gga no love in my heart and they really ain't double back
Ain't got no feelin for b*tches they stepped on my heart so I'm really tryna f*ck her friend
I'm tryna see what's the issue, send so many shots that we makin the kutta bend
[Hook]
Aye, Uh
Me and bro slangin that iron
Breaking in cars and breaking in houses
Now I be breaking it down
Gimme some cut, turn em to ounces
Wholesale, wholesale if I ten then I'm buying a fountain
Plug from Wisconsin I'm buying a mountain
Get up on Q, yeah I doubt it
Spot me a opp and I downed him
pus*y so wet, it got me drownin
A sweet plug think I found him
What's the amount, what's the amount
Put in that work, make sure it count
If you get you some work, make sure it bounce

[Verse 2]
Get that bag stack it up like a lighthouse
Send a shot to his head now its lights out
Serve my uncle he right by the white house
By the window we dryin the rice out
He bluffin that n*gga ain't bringin his pipe out
50 shots hit he him, he bleedin out right now
Feds hit the lights and I'm speedin in my town
Really be grindin, the reason I'm lit now
You ain't the one n*gga sit down
I make a stupid b*tch get out
We ain't tryna play ball, n*gga kick rocks
Keep my crack head around cause he know how to pick locks
I shoot from the corner, Rick Fox
This lil b*tch don't blew up my tube socks
Too geeked for his bag he done got his whole team locked
Reason I had switch it up had to get some new spots
Damn, got a new opp
That's a new drop, that's a new Glock
Damn, my lil b*tch be callin me QPac
Thinkin you bulletproof, that's what got you shot
I'm really the realest and you know that you not