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big30 – opp pacc lyrics

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[verse 1]
ain’t no n+gga never gave me sh+t, i ran out with a bomb stick
steady clutchin’ on this glock, i think this sh+t stuck to my thumb
7.62 hit his stomach, ricocheted all through his lungs
when that draco hit it’s lead, that p+ssy fell and broke his arm
see, this money don’t mean sh+t to me, i’m everywhere you ain’t
i might go drop me an opp, then post on ig like [?]
i like f+ckin’ all your b+tches, then go do something that you can’t
i’m in houston off two percocets, gelato, and some drank
i ain’t got time to lie like you, my b+tch, i’m just here for the s+x
i might go bust down a w to put on [?]
bge the clan, and that’s my label, chopper gang the set
if a opp play at my show, i bet his ass won’t make the next

[chorus]
i smoke opp pacc to the face, where we smoke [?] for fun
fifty shots all in his back, he tried to run and get a gun
we won’t tolerate no disrespect, put your ass past the sun
canary yellow diamonds, purple flag like 23, lebron
i smoke opp pacc to the face, where we smoke [?] for fun
fifty shots all in his back, he tried to run and get a gun
we won’t tolerate no disrespect, put your ass past the sun
canary yellow diamonds, purple flag like 23, lebron
[verse 2]
i just left from johnny dane ten top, and ten bottom
[?] from pump big30, k, that sh+t he can’t swallow
they just gave me five racks for a show, spent it on my toddler
judge threw the book at my lil n+gga like he harry potter
me and ari on the yacht smokin’ exotic with some thots
put your wrists up in the air, see who got more rocks in their watch
the nights i lost my n+gga, shed some tears, then four people got shot
b+tches f+ckin’ ’cause i’m hot, i got glocks i never shot

- big30 lyrics

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