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amphetamineabuser – opp pack lyrics

verse 1: amphetamineabuser
yuhhhh b+tch im smokin opppack
she bouncin on my n+ts+ck
i ain’t chase a b+tch
i chase the bag
choppa hold a billion
thats a big ass mag
i just bought a brand new whip
and its f+ckin fast
i got f+ckin racks
100 mile tall stack
i can’t count my cash
cuz they ain’t invent a number that big yet
b+tch im sippin hi tech
ridin with a kel tech
look at my money it speak for itself
i dont even need to flex
whippin off of f+ckin x
f+ck a b+tch im after checks
diamonds flip, tech deck
smart b+tch give me brain
dumb b+tch just give me neck
money big as a t+rex
i just sent a bomb threat
and it was to complex
why would i f+ck with you?
your gang some rejects
f+ck you, no respect
f+ck you i dont care
your gang some f+ckin squares
opp pack blow it in the air
spend a mill on the clothes i wear
the way i ball, unfair
money tall, way up there
money long, from here to there
i have so much money they need to invent a new term for me like gazillionaire
ay
b+tch im in a mansion
my diamonds they dancin
money grow, expandin
money grow, elongate
pockets grow, gain weight
pockets fat, obese
b+tch i get that cheddar, that brie, that gouda, that swiss, that american
that pepperjack, that parmesan, that gruyere, that mozzarella, that feta
that colby jack, that queso
b+tch i get that f+ckin cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese
verse 2: lil demon
these n+ggas cappin and they really about it
say he got straps but really dont got it
and i know some n+ggas that pop up at houses
yo b+tch on my d+ck and [?]
that p+ssy i pound it i got that b+tch shoutin
[?]
just like nick cannon you know i be wildin’
you say you gon’ catch me lil n+gga i doubt it
i got dope [?]
b+tch wanna f+ck she in love with designer on my drawers
and now she gon give me a call
just like i’m lonzo i just wanna ball
put a big clip in the bl!ck that is small
i keep a [?]
i ain’t chasin cap but you know i’m a dog
i take your main b+tch put my d+ck in her jaw
ooh so disrespectful
movin too fast for these n+ggas foot on the pedal
ooh got sticks like a pretzel
i got my shooters with me so you better be careful
b+tch
they ain’t on my level
f+ck it i dip on a b+tch h+ll nah she ain’t special
she give me a brain like a [?]
i got the stick and a drum i ain’t talkin heavy metal
[?]
roll me a wood to the eighth
no we don’t diss on the net, n+ggas know we don’t play
hop in the whip with your bae
if she ain’t down to f+ck kick that b+tch out mma
ain’t really sh+t else to say
i’m k!llin this beat
they got my raps on replay
b+tch

- amphetamineabuser lyrics

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