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babytron - caught an opp lyrics

[intro]
b+tch i’m f+ckin’ drunk
yeah

[chorus: babytron]
caught an opp at the barber shop, i’m finna run his fade
you want a taper huh?
twenty k the long way , b+tch i made a dub today
i got grown man paper now
we can’t do a song if yo’ name on some paperwork
talkin’ tough on the net, that’s how the haters work
don’t let us catch you out
do pilates with the arp, my shooter stretch you out
[verse 2: trdee]
if you ain’t down to suck no d+ck then you can exit now
n+ggas plankton, stealin’ sauce and try to take yo style
call her phone like “where you at? ain’t had it in a while”
n+ggas kickin’ when you down, can’t let ’em see me frown
with yo lil’ b+tch, we not just netlfix and chillin’
turtle pie she hit it now she higher than the ceiling
orange scat pack, hit the gas and get to peeling
i won’t tell your friend, now turn around and let me hit it

[verse 3: babytron]
if it’s on the floor, it’s in the atmosphere
far as h+ll from the hood, sh+t i d+mn near smacked a deal
when i jumped in my bag, that’s when the bag appeared
turn around, scorin’ down in cleveland like a cavalier
five glocks, ten chops, b+tch we war ready
finna snore, this a six, i only pour heavy
talkin’ ’bout some f+cking tris, where the quagen at?
used to hate, now he want a eighth, i’m finna lace his ass
caught an opp, finna shoot, mace him and tase his ass
wake up, get straight to the pape’ i guess my patience bad

[verse 4: trdee]
i know you tired of that b+tch, all she do is nag
froze up when he see me, it’s like the n+gga lagged
has been baller, i don’t care ’bout what you n+ggas had
hoes only ridin’ when you ballin’ man the sh+t is sad
why my name in yo’ mouth when i’m not in the room?
let the chopper sing a song, it got some autotune
heard they found the crib, now switch the play, that’s an audible
i’m in love with ben franklins, i ain’t got a boo
how the f+ck do n+ggas say it’s beef then go and hit the stu’
she is not off lean, it’s double tapped and man i hit it too
[chorus: babytron]
(dog sh+t militia, get yo pape’ up, get yo weight up, lil ass boy)
caught an opp at the barber shop, i’m finna run his fade
you want a taper huh?
twenty k the long way , b+tch i made a dub today
i got grown man paper now
we can’t do a song if yo’ name on some paperwork
talkin’ tough on the net, that’s how the haters work
don’t let us catch you out
do pilates with the arp, my shooter stretch you out

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