What ´bout the opps? They a whole bunch of dead niggas
Pull up, bounce out, I be aimin´ at every nigga
Same Glock, chop´, he got hit in the head with it

I can tell how he shootin´, the lil´ nigga scared with it
Link with an opp bitch, got my gun in the bed with it (Thank you, Timmy boy)
You hang with the opps, you gon´ die, just bare with me (Alright, come on)
Beat up his ride, Backend was right there with me (Alright)
He think with his dick, now he duckin´ a ten milli´ (Shit, what?)

What ´bout the opps? They a whole bunch of dead niggas
Pull up, bounce out, I be aimin´ at every nigga (Come here, come here)
This the same Glock, chopper, got hit in the head with it (Shit)

I can tell how he shootin´, the lil´ nigga scared with it (Your scary ass)
Link with an opp bitch, got my gun in the bed with it (Big-ass Glock)
You hang with the opps, you gon´ die, just bare with me (Just wait on him)
Beat up his ride, Backend was right there with me (You know that)
He think with his dick, now he duckin´ a ten milli´ (His dumb ass)

Disrespect us and this shit gon´ get ugly (Get ugly)
I stay with my mask, it´ll go up in public
Ten ain´t enough, tell them niggas to duck (His dead ass)
Caught his ass tryna eat McDonalds, we lovin´ it (Lovin´ it)

We just fuck, get out, no cuddlin´ (You know that)
Brr-bah-bah, the switch keep stutterin´ (Grrah)
Get a check, fuck it off, on my brother (On my brother)
Pull up and start shootin´, don´t do no rebuttal (You know that)
Look at me, shorty, Black, I made it (I made it)
When I die, I´m alone, so nobody save me (Nobody save)
Yeah, one of my own, this ain´t how she raised me (Dang)
Run up some M´s and go have me a baby (A baby, you know that)
I´m really fucked up, I don´t gotta play crazy (I don´t)
Pull up, leave him slumped like the nigga was lazy (Dumbass)

Off the four, the Tris got me faded (Nigga, I´m gone)
Young and dumb, I´ll shoot at the Navy (Brr, bah)

What ´bout the opps? They a whole bunch of dead niggas
Pull up, bounce out, I be aimin´ at every nigga (Come here, come here)
This the same Glock, chopper, got hit in the head with it (Shit)
I can tell how he shootin´, the lil´ nigga scared with it (Your scary ass)
Link with an opp bitch, got my gun in the bed with it (Gang, big-ass Glock)
You hang with the opps, you gon´ die, just bare with me (Gang, just wait on him)
Beat up his ride, Backend was right there with me (You know that)

He think with his dick, now he duckin´ a ten milli´ (Gang, his dumb ass)

Now the hoes steady yellin´ out, "Drench ´em"
With them switches and Glocks, it´s no limit
If my shooter keep missin´, I bench him
But he walk shit down, he gon´ finish
Lil´ bro too hot, he don´t listen
He´ll probably end up with your pendant
We could go flip blocks in your trenches
Bought a brand new hot to go spin in
Chain say one-three, then you know it´s us
Copped a brand new B, now we rollin´ up
His OG say we bogus for dissin´
Guess the ho ain´t see when he was trollin´ us
Gang shit, I promote ´cause I´m with it
I ain´t pushin´ no peace, we gon´ blow or what?

He just playin´ that role for an image
We the type to come see since you wanna bluff
He the type merch on the guys, I know that he lyin´, they weren´t even close when he died
Ridin´ with .40s and Dracs, stopped blowin´ them .9 ´cause we didn´t score, he survived
I told my lil´ killer, "Go get up closer this time," as soon as I coach him, he slide
Set up a bitch with him when them scores outside, we gon´ get the lo´ if he hide, gang (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Whenever it´s war time, we never hide
Been rappin´ a decade, I never lied (At all)
Went on my first mission, I clapped, Trap hit his ass twelve more times, but he survived (Damn)
We come and slide, we hear they outside

I had a bang-out where I reside (Fah)
I used to hang out with all the killers, I love to shoot and I know how to drive
I wear my hat to the left, but when shit in the hood went left, I was droppin´ the 5
Whistle go off, no ref and my back against the wall, no help and I had to decide
Could I get rich of rap? Waist-deep, goin´ viral on apps and I wasn´t even tryin´
I stacked up bodies on all the straps, we was swappin´ ´em out with whoever we find
One of the opps got whacked on live and his guys had the nerve to get back online
I know a nigga in a wheelchair cryin´ ´cause we put a hollow point right in his spine (Bah)
I´ll blow two hundred K on a pendant to go to the trenches and post up shinin´
And my clique know all the sticks and Micro Dracs and switches they get on cosignin´, Swerve (Grr)

What ´bout the opps? They a whole bunch of dead niggas
Pull up, bounce out, I be aimin´ at every nigga (Come here, come here)
This the same Glock, chopper, got hit in the head with it (Shit)
I can tell how he shootin´, the lil´ nigga scared with it (Your scary ass)
Link with an opp bitch, got my gun in the bed with it (Big-ass Glock)
You hang with the opps, you gon´ die, just bare with me (Just wait on him)
Beat up his ride, Backend was right there with me (You know that)
He think with his dick, now he duckin´ a ten milli´ (His dumb ass)

If you ain´t got no mun-yun, we can´t do none-yun
If you ain´t got no mun-yun, you can´t even have fun-yun