Winter Drift - The Opps | Instrumental

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Everythin' I say is facts, non-fiction I spent 35 on each watch, I hold my wrist up Even if she curveball, I still wouldn't miss her Only thing I'm scared to bury momma, I don't fear much All the opps music straight garbage, I need ear plugs All the opps broke as hell, ain't hard to get no income All the opps be beefin' 'bout a bitch, and then forgive her All the opps would be relevant, probably if I dissed them I love all my opps 'cause without them, I wouldn't know how to move I love all my opps 'cause without them, I wouldn't know how to shoot I love all my opps 'cause without them, I wouldn't know how to shit on niggas I was ballin' in the paint, tryna see the picture Just let me know what smoke you want, I got you, we deliver Henny shot, just like a real shot, it's bound to eat your liver I be goin' everywhere dolo, solo, gang say that I'm trippin' In the field, don't need no blocka, still gon' run it down the middle He say, she say, run they mouth like relay, so what bitch I'm lit, lit Hopped on a PJ, I sit by the pilot, heavy on my rich shit No, I don't even play grip the legs 'cause she runnin' like it's fitness Ain't no more B-day, roll some dead opps right up smoke a zip with me This that shit boost my adrenaline Hot' be on his pivot, gotta come wit' it when you send for him Everytime I roll through, I'm ridin' with them sentences He ain't got on no suit, we tied him up like businessman Everythin' I say is facts, non-fiction I spent 35 on each watch, I hold my wrist up Even if she curveball, I still wouldn't miss her Only thing I'm scared to bury momma, I don't fear much All the opps music straight garbage, I need ear plugs All the opps broke as hell, ain't hard to get no income All the opps be beefin' 'bout a bitch, and then forgive her All the opps would be relevant, probably if I dissed them Probably if I dissed them, no, sorry I don't mention I party with my pistol, I got a lot of wisdom She a homebody, yeah, but everyone know the addy You ain't gotta be stingy with your friends, y'all can have me All the opps music straight garbage, switch the song Nigga, all the opps trashcan, take 'em to the road Nigga, all the opps, all the opps, all the opps poor I ain't ever heard his song, but I booked him for a show now Everythin' I say is facts, non-fiction I spent 35 on each watch, I hold my wrist up Even if she curveball, I still wouldn't miss her Only thing I'm scared to bury momma, I don't fear much All the opps music straight garbage, I need ear plugs All the opps broke as hell, ain't hard to get no income All the opps be beefin' 'bout a bitch, and then forgive her All the opps would be relevant, probably if I dissed them