Opps - Vince Staples & Mustard

Ayyyyayyy Mmmmmmm(ayyyy) Ayy I was slidin in the opp block tryna opp shop You niggas ain't pop shit you don't pop shots I was tryna make a stain with his brain in the hot Glock You giving out names and then yo opps slide Lil Toosii i'm real wit it, my niggas out and went fed wit it You wanted smoke now you dead wit it, Don't got a problem inhaling it My niggas bang bang from the chain gang to the streets & we drilling shit Hollow tips feel up the draco that's max ammo when we spin bet he feelin it Watch how this shit get muddy, You say my name you ugly She know I'm cute she wanna fuck me, We pass her off like a rugby I take you in then you lucky, bitch I do it my own it's nothing Don't need for nobody to love me cuz my heart cold like a husky Bitch I been a real nigga, Choppa gone fill up the room aye He say he a real hitta, Well he can get swept like a broom aye I heard he a pill getter, We set em up in the noon yeah Soon as he pull up just watch how I pull up and he get put up like balloons yeah I'm the shooter and the driver My bitch she bad like Madonna I put her in all this designer Cougar bitch I got the hookup for keys and trees and gucci and fend and prada Hood nigga ima shop with a booster, I want neck like a rooster You say you true to your religion lord, forgive my sins I ain't talking bout buddha My wrist covered in Flintstones, Trap nigga need 10 phones Fuck nigga get pissed on, 2 shows got 10 more I ain't even sign no deal, Nigga i'm independent I ain't had to lease no whips, None of my shit be rented I was slidin in the opp block tryna opp shop You niggas ain't pop shit you don't pop shots I was tryna make a stain with his brain in the hot Glock You giving out names and then yo opps slide Lil Toosii i'm real wit it, my niggas out and went fed wit it You wanted smoke now you dead wit it, Don't got a problem inhaling it My niggas bang bang from the chain gang to the streets and we drilling shit Hollow tips feel up the draco that's max ammo we spin bet he feelin it Watch how this shit get muddy, You say my name you ugly She know I'm cool she wanna fuck me, We pass her off like a rugby I take you in then you lucky, bitch I do it my own it's nothing Don't need for nobody to love me cuz my heart cold like a husky Homicides, Ima shoot, Ride the coupe, Yo niggas won't ride for you Hide from who, Try ya move, Brodie say why the fuck they tryin yo Die to who, Lord knows I go hard promise I won't lie to you You turning yo back I won't cry for you It won't be no tears in my eyes for you You know i'm rich on the baller, I'm the head honcho shot caller Nick nack patty wack I dog her, You wack get back you guarding You cappin save a hoe You prolly can't name a hoe that a niggz ain't hit Bad bitch got a gang of those, Got enough for the gang hold She slobbing on dick, You pussy we know you a opp shit Get hit with a mop stick, Bruce Lee got chopsticks Kil Tec gone drop shit I put a stick to ya head, I put ya head on a stick You say you wanted me dead, Well I pray to god you don't miss I was slidin in the opp block tryna opp shot You niggas ain't pop shit you don't pop shots I was tryna make a stain with his brain in the hot Glock You giving out names and then yo opps slide Lil Toosii i'm real wit it, my niggas out and went fed wit it You wanted smoke now you dead wit it, Don't got a problem inhaling it My niggas bang bang from the chain gang to the streets and we drilling shit Hollow tips feel up the draco, that's max ammo we spin bet he feelin in i Watch how this shit get muddy, water You say my name you ugly She know I'm cool she wanna fuck me, We pass her off like a rugby I take you in then you lucky, bitch I do it my own it's nothing Don't need for nobody to love me cuz my heart cold like a husky

This is for my future baby mama Hope your skin is black as midnight I'll take you out that Honda I can put you in a Benz I can balance out your chakras Fornication is a sin, we can fuck all night regardless Our father art in heaven, as I pray for new McLarens Pray the police don't come blow me down 'cause of my complexion Everybody think they know me now Cause I'm chicken-checkin' Negro, you are not my homie How dare you think it's different Boy, you tripping Gas break 'n dip, the cash came, I flipped And stacked that, yeah I stacked that past the ceiling So sacrilegious, don't ask to chat And don't ask for pictures, bagbak I'm tripping Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me, homie Boy I'm buoyant, we are Floating on them peons Go in 'til they take my bro'nem out them CDCRs Prison system broken, racial war commotion Until the president get ashy, Vincent won't be votin' We need Tamikas and Shaniquas in that Oval Office Obama ain't enough for me, we only getting started The next Bill Gates can be on Section 8 up in the projects So 'til they love my dark skin Bitch I'm goin' all in Gas break 'n dip, the cash came, I flipped And stacked that, yeah I stacked that past the ceiling So sacrilegious, don't ask to chat And don't ask for pictures, bagbak I'm tripping Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Better bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me Bagbak, better back, back, you don't know me, homie They found it Depth close to 3,230 feet A deep dive, but within acceptable range Clap your hands if the police ever profiled You ain't gotta worry, don't be scary 'cause we on now Ain't no gentrifying us, we finna buy the whole town Tell the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now We on now, we on now Tell the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now Tell the government to suck a dick, because we on now Tell the president to suck a dick, because we on now We on now We on now We on now We on now

One time, circling the block Lil' buddy got murdered on the flock Two times, you know how we rock You know who we knocked on, you know who we shot You know how we comin', come from nothin', I got Christian Dior, I'm crippin' Bijoux Made her uh-oh, let the mission endure Gave a little money to me, now I want more Don't be lookin' funny when we come up in the store My black is beautiful but I'll still shoot at you, dawg 2Pac, death tells all Watch out for the niggas in the Lakewood Mall Bitch, you touch, Nobu brunch No bit change, no blue Chucks Just big things, cuz gon' bust Cuz sure bust, but we ain't on one We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck 'bout nothin' We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck about nothin' We just wanna have fun I'm so Norfy, my loves go viral for me Ride slow, hop out, get hyphy Think I know why he no like me He broke, we know, sitch He told, he on print Black and white like old flicks We blam, these bands like goldens, I'm hopeless Give me all the money in my hand Type of money pop a rubber band Miss with the glitz and the glam Fried catfish at The Ritz in Japan Yeah, kickin' baby, tell me when to go (Tell me when to go) Tweakin', I'ma leave him on the floor (Leave him on the floor) Ricky in the ally adiós But we don't want the smoke We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck 'bout nothin' We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck about nothin' We just wanna have fun Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) FN57, get down on a nigga FN57 and them M's, not heaven

Way up, way up Way up, way up Same old thing Watch me do the same old thing If I wrote your ass a love song, could I make it bang? If I pull up with my guns drawn, run, I make it bang Homie, tell me where you come from, tell me what you bang Ain't a damn thing funny, but we laughin' to the bank Never blow it on chains, rather blow my fuckin' brain Decorator came from Spain, blow the budget on an accent couch What that accent 'bout? Southern California livin' Daddy in and out of prison, ain't no father to my style I'm the ODB of the OPB When I go OT, all the shows sold out And the hoes show out, tryna be a baby mama Tryna break a player pockets, that's a no no This day forward, I ain't takin' photos Then we wear our old clothes, we ain't givin' promo no mo' Just the same old thing (way up, way up) Watch me do the same old thing Do the same old thing, do the same old thing (way up, way up) Watch me do the same old thing, just the same old Same thing (way up, way up, way up, way up) Same old Same thing (way up, way up, way up, way up) Chain, big chain, ain't shit changed, same old thing Win the race or fix your face, your woman on my dinner plate I'm comin' for that last supper, center seat, I've been a G I traffic 'cross the interstate We cracked and launched the murder rate They know who did the killin', but they didn't see Want a verse? This the price. Want a show? This the fee We don't do no bargain shoppin', we don't show no empathy Empty out your pockets, $10,000 fee for that talkin' I gotta take this extra five No doubt in mind, we the best alive No testifyin', we silent Never told on my partners My partner and 'em got bodies I'm tryna put 'em in 'Raris They used to put us in G rides, so now I put 'em in college Put 'em on with this business then put 'em on with your mama Just the same old thing (way up, way up) Watch me do the same old thing Do the same old thing, do the same old thing (way up, way up) Watch me do the same old thing, just the same old Same thing (way up, way up, way up, way up) Same old Same thing (way up, way up, way up, way up) Chain, big chain, ain't shit changed, same old thing Way up, way up Way up, way up