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big opp - sunday lyrics

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[intro]
(chasethemoney, chasethemoney)
alright
alright
opp
opp
alright

[chorus]
these n+ggas mad that i got me some money
big+ass chain on my neck, when they see it, they look at their chain, they think it look funny
know he a freak+ass n+gga when he tryna f+ck hoes, that little n+gga be usin’ the honey
i don’t give a f+ck if you at church, chop out, big drenched tryin’ to k!ll me a n+gga on sunday (ah)

[verse]
n+ggas be bappin’
don’t beef with opps ’cause them n+ggas be lackin’
still keep it drenched while i’m rockin’ this rick
and these n+ggas too broke, they can’t copy the fashion
these n+ggas too broke
just look at my chain and look at my wrist, you can tell that i’m havin’ it
and you a real k!ller when you play the net
but up in the streets, n+ggas know who be clappin’
like yeah, i’m a robber, but i still route somethin’
don’t wanna talk to you if you ain’t clapped nothin’
i got a shorty, he got a black b+tton
ready to lamp on the opps and attack somethin’
he got ’em mad and he feignin’ for more
he like, “big bro, i still want the next one”
and yeah, i be rappin’ and sh+t and got rich, but do the wrong thing, i still will come catch one
like nah, for real, i’m up some sh+t
i just spent 100k on a new chain, big opp is my name
they like, “how you do that?”
he was just out here goin’ on stains, b+tch, i am just gang
and it’s still free drenched when he call from the jails
he tell me, “lil’ cuz, they can’t merge in our lane”
i tell him, “big cuz, you know how we bleed”
lil’ cuz got rich and got him some fame
but i bet somebody, reach for my neck, i’ma k!ll somebody
diamonds in my ear, my wrist on ice
when your b+tch see me, bet she gettin’ d+ck on sight
vv’s on my chain, my sh+t all white
still shine broad day and shine in the night
if they got bag for me in a whole ‘nother city
finna go to ohare and go hop on a flight
can’t get caught lackin’, get dropped off with pipe
i know a little n+gga ain’t do that sh+t right
he asked if i f+cked on his b+tch, said, “i might”
if i want it, i buy it, don’t care ’bout the price
he buy fake+ass jewelry and think that sh+t nice
his daddy a rat, i know he a mice
he told on you once, he’ll do that sh+t twice
n+ggas snitchin’ like gunna, we k!llin’ that type (opp)
[chorus]
these n+ggas mad that i got me some money
big+ass chain on my neck, when they see it, they look at their chain, they think it look funny
know he a freak+ass n+gga when he tryna f+ck hoes, that little n+gga be usin’ the honey
i don’t give a f+ck if you at church, chop out, big drenched tryin’ to k!ll me a n+gga on sunday (ah)

[outro]
like nah, for real, i’m up some sh+t
i just spent 100k on a new chain, big opp is my name
they like, “how you do that?”
he was just out here goin’ on stains, b+tch, i am just gang
and it’s still free drenched when he call from the jails
he tell me, “lil’ cuz, they can’t merge in our lane”
i tell him, “big cuz, you know how we bleed”
lil’ cuz got rich and got him some fame



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