Opp Block (feat. Fire) - Dutchavelli

Luh STK in this bitch You know whats going Lets go opp for opp Lets go stop for stop Aint worried about no opps (lets go) Im gone let they bodies drop(Yessir) This for all my opps All my brothers gone pop aye Lets go opp for opp Lets go stop for stop We on a opp block Aint worried about no opps (lets go) Im gone let they bodies drop(Yessir) This for all my opps All my brothers gone pop aye Lets go opp for opp Lets go stop for stop We on a opp block Aint worried about no opps Im gone let they bodies drop This for all my opps All my brothers gone pop aye Move wrong we gone blitz something Move wrong we gone hit something Shots sent your way Swear they aint miss nothing Oh i thought i heard someone Ya i did thats the gang coming We outside and we aint running You scared cause i aint saying nothing At your brain im gone aim something You know my name luh money If you dont then you a big dummy Diamonds dancing on sunday Take your bitch out on monday Kick her out on tuesday Dont give a fuck what you say STK about that gun play Run from a opp no way Nigga you do what your hoe say Come in the apartments its a one way Dont call me luh monte Lets go opp for opp Lets go stop for stop We on a opp block Aint worried about no opps (lets go) Im gone let they bodies drop(Yessir) This for all my opps All my brothers gone pop aye Lets go opp for opp Lets go stop for stop We on a opp block Aint worried about no opps(Lets go) Im gone let they bodies drop(Yessir) This for all my opps All my brothers gone pop aye Niggas dissing on the gram I really dont give a damn Im lauging cause its funny Only thing on my mind is money Summer real cold but its sunny All my opps be running Luh money scared of nothing Luh money he aint running Luh money get to dumping I know you up to something You aint know i was coming You really thought i was playing You aint believe what i was saying You be capping in your rap On this beat i just snapped Got your hoe right here in the trap I just put my hood on the map I just took that nigga strap Now his brains in his lap On the gram they be cap These niggas really 12 Lets go opp for opp Lets go stop for stop We on a opp block Aint worried about no opps (lets go) Im gone let they bodies drop This for all my opps All my brothers gone pop aye Lets go opp for opp Lets go stop for stop We on a opp block Aint worried about no opps Im gone let they bodies drop This for all my opps All my brothers gone pop aye

(21, pussy, pussy) shh, shh, sheesh Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass niggas, weird ass niggas man What are all these niggas talkin' 'bout? (Pussy, pussy) Ice cream ass niggas (ay, ay) I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket If it's war, we ain't playin' games bitch we get it started I'm the man, clip it, keep a hundred nigga I'm a gunner When it's beef, we ain't playin' games, we hit you and yo' mama Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your partners I fell in love with all this fuckin' money, you in love with drama Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda All these tattoos on my fuckin' body, she say I'm a hottie Why your girlfriend always wanna fuck me, wanna touch my body? We got all type of fuckin' guns, might even have a Tommy I remember them days in the jail, still free my nigga Rodney And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with .44's A nigga keep it silent, in L.A. I keep a clip though 'Cause no, I can't be lackin' in these streets, I keep a big pole And I can't have no nigga with me if they gon' snitch on us Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your partners I fell in love with all this fuckin' money, you in love with drama Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda Ayy, big dawg Savage (21) Toss your baby mama in the air like she a salad (on God) Ratchet bitch while I'm drivin', she from Dallas (straight up) Lil' mama got some buns on her, I call her Patty (21) My model bitch be smokin' all the woods, she from Cali' (21) In my Tesla Roadster (21) My pistol out the holster (On God) I'm double cuppin' syrup, bitch, I don't need no coaster (facts) Opps want promotion (pussy) We put 'em on a poster (pussy) I gunned him down in his own hood 'cause he local (pussy) My watch ten bricks (god shit) Rolling Loud Miami, I pulled up with ten sticks (21) Bitch, smell my fragrance, you can't tell me I ain't rich (21) Big 4L, I ain't shakin' no hand with no snitch (21) Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your partners I fell in love with all this fuckin' money, you in love with drama Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your partners I fell in love with all this fuckin' money, you in love with drama Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda