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Artiste : Lil TJAY
Titre : Opps
[Pop Smoke]
Woo
Woo, woo
Yoz, what you tellin´ me?
Yeah, yeah

Look
Glock 9, tote the Ruger (Oh)
Oh, oh (Oh, look)
Glock 9, tote the Ruger (Oh)
Yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, look (Woo, woo)

[Pop Smoke]
Glock 9, I tote the Ruger (Ruger)
And my murder bravados (Uh, uh)
Latest fashion (Oh)
Every gun got a hunnid clip (Oh)
VS watch (Oh)
My diamonds dancin´ (Oh)
Let ´em reach (Oh), we gon´ fix ´em up
´Cause I´m the teacher (Oh)
Preacher man (Oh)
Look, I got that Goyard swag (Oh)

Couple Goyard bags
I been havin´
Woo, woo, woo, woo

[Jay Gwuapo]
Oh, yeah, I´m back again, nigga, tell a friend
And we see the opps, and we in the party
Then we got no choice, boy, it gotta end
I told ??? go see what they drivin´ and shoot through the car
He put bullets right through the tint
Gotta know that my shooters retarded
They spinnin´ regardless, don´t know how this shit´ll end
Tryna talk on my name, get you clapped up
I´m off the Percocet, I prolly do it, hit you catch you spinnin´ through masked up
You know I´m EBK and Papi GDK, he never spinnin´ the black trucks

Just know that the Max with me, you ain´t even gotta see me doin´ that hat up
And we got them poles, better back up

[Lil Tjay]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Ay
My nigga Gwuap told en back up
And you know I got glizzys on me and we Fiendin this race so we tryna get clapped up
I been chillin out droppin the bags and stay on they ass since I got my racks up
Chillin out so I´m trying not to spazz, but if I boom a nigga ??? if he backed up-

-I don´t wanna talk about it, we can fight it out lucky I don´t tell the [feds?]
Niggas pussy, they running tellin ???

I ain´t see nothing I plead the fifth-

-Single boss sticking up the crib
I remember them cold nights, I was in the rain
I was walkin with no ride
Know I´m big Op
When I go outside know I got em on both sides
I heard they lookin for me, I don´t even care
Come and see me I won´t hide
I really been in tune since a young nigga I was Totin a .45

[ Pop Smoke]
Look, I´m like, "Who these niggas?" (Oh)
Lookin´ hard (Oh)
In my Bentley truck (Oh, oh)
Trey took the automatic (Oh)
And he´ll get to clappin´ (Oh)

Broad day in traffic, woo (Oh, oh)

Yoz, what you tellin´ me?
Traphouse Mob