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1mere - top opp lyrics

[intro]
it’s a campfire
it’s a campfire, it’s a campfire
go
go, go, go
there go that bully!

[verse]
all i fear is god
rocking ferraga+
he was dissing on lil booka
that’s what got him shot
and my b+tch don’t like when i go out, my pockets full of guap
i’ma take the draco on every drill like i ain’t got a glock
[?] bullets, hit his body, he ain’t gotta flop
caught him lacking, bent him on his block, now he ain’t gotta block
i be steppin’ on these n+ggas all day, like they was [?]

he was jackin’ in that car, now they knocking out his locs
n+ggas playing games, i don’t play, i ain’t xbox
why ya’ mans said he chased me, n+ggas know i would’ve blazed him
why they act like they be right at me, n+gga that’s just is crazy
last n+gga tried, n+gga sleep, snoozin’ like a baby

it’s a [?] when he die, i just kept on rollin’ faces
if they put a bag, on my head, they gon’ get the pavement
i know that b+tch gon’ chew the guys, just like bubble+gum
[?], hopping out that jeep, caught a 2 for 1
f+ck you tryna run, this a 50+round drum
and ya mans ain’t never get back for that one boul that got slumped

it’s that mr. bustop heard he poof, ain’t no runtz
i ain’t smokin’ on no corny ass pack, where the bum?
yeah i’ll give you that lil’ dime but you gotta go get a head
if it’s 7 different blocks, i bet it’s 0 n+ggas dead
n+ggas talkin’ out they ass, if they say i never slid
me and 40 gon keep spinning, who you think hit n+ggas heads?
way before i rapped, i was really on that car n+gga
coming for a rap, we was really on that bar n+gga
i ain’t got no feelings, i’m a bandit full of scars n+gga
he thought he could trust me when we linked up for a song
next thing you know, shots falling, n+gga gone
yeah i’m super slimey, real snake, i’ll come through ya lawn

n+ggas ain’t doing sh+t, they be capping in them songs
man i know n+ggas for real, now it’s time to expose them all
n+ggas fighters, they don’t how it feel to go pick up a ball
i’m a real top member, n+gga all the shots i called
sleeping in that tent, i ain’t leaving out that b+tch
till he walk out, he don’t know we on him, we bout to get a [?]

n+ggas sick, n+ggas know they play with me they gon’ get bent
n+ggas p+ssy, if they try to get me to tell them i’ma sit
i don’t know why she act like that, she ain’t never had no d+ck
big d1 quick to get you left, i ain’t got no picks
i got way more trigger+happy when i first got me a switch
spin a [?], i’m just tryna see who gon run first from this clip

all these n+ggas cryin’ all these n+ggas venting
224 yeah he got some tommy, treat it like detention
i could turn a 4 to a 8 on a lazy day
i’m like come and put that p+ssy on me, that’s what baby say
i could have your b+tch, eating d+ck like she was sierra jay
all these n+ggas bap, they ain’t gotta body, why we conversation?
hit him and his man, got it the worst they both was constipated
you ain’t in it, don’t be on that block or you gon’ be a patient
i just hit the booth, i saw my opps without concentrating
he ain’t see that blueberry beam now he a fried rasin
she ain’t tryna f+ck with the opps, she on our side glazing
the way they hit him all on his body, that n+gga not stable

all my n+ggas clip sh+t with that metal, like a f+cking staple
i could get you right, i just need ya pac
ya homie laying in his casket, with his life on dnd
we the ones crossing n+ggas out, just like jesus piece
with ya’ life on 24/7, i be in them v’s
how you get shot and you ain’t slide, if that was me i’d be t’d

- 1mere lyrics

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