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dcg brothers – old opps lyrics

[intro]
(spank on the beat)

[verse 1: dcg shun]
i’m still fresh out the audi, yeah
we still tryna catch bodies
y’all see shootin’ is one of my hobbies
his big og got turned to exotic, uh
i want a baby like sada, uh
she want a foreign like favi’
yeah, i spent dope money on prada
and i cashed that ten k up in my za’s

[verse 2: dcg bsavv]
see, i was this close to catchin’ a body
i want it asap, feel like rocky
lil’ nitti died and that sh+t shocked me
they payin’ bread ’cause they can’t pop me
book me a flight, b+tch, i’m goin’ to wafi
hit his up and now he coughin’
b+tch, i got shooters so ain’t no talkin’
bent out the whip and you better honk me

[verse 3: dcg shun]
we still on hot sh+t, ridin’ whips, uh
i know that you don’t got a tint (let’s go)
he lucky he still with that b+tch
he know who he is, i’m givin’ out hints
let’s knock on the door, i’ma show you some sh+t
i’m hot, you know i’ll blow in this b+tch
don’t care ’bout your name, i’ll throw out this b+tch
yeah, lil’ tutu coped and sh+t
[verse 4: dcg bsavv]
since we naming opps, i got me a list
when [?][0:48] died, i know they was p+ssed
don’t care who it is, we shoot up the whip
i know the black truck and who up in this
say he in a ride and he with his b+tch
i told that b+tch that we don’t miss
we hop out blastin’, blow in this b+tch
just ask veeno how this sh+t get

[verse 5: dcg shun]
he know it get wild when we in the trenches
he ain’t die ’cause he kinda listen
i still wanna slide, that sh+t be tempting
we still locked in, i be in the trenches, uh
i buy guns for christmas, yeah
i’m still sendin’ money to prisons (let’s go)
i brought thirty k to the hood to put it on n+ggas, so don’t be a victim

[verse 6: dcg bsavv]
b+tch, i spent twenty k on my pendant
one opp died ’cause he didn’t listen
don’t go to popeyes to eat that chicken
his ass died ’cause he got biscuits
yo daughter keep talkin’, that b+tch’ll be missin’
i made it spark, it feel like christmas
he been a target, he don’t get it
since he want a cap to touch his fitted, uh
[verse 7: dcg shun]
pop out of cuts, remember
we went on a hit, so n+gga, that’s chemistry, uh
she was just sayin’ she feelin’ me
f+ck her so good, her brother my enemy
she like k!llers, she feelin’ the energy
we shootin’ so don’t catch a injury (let’s go)
i’m scoring, so n+ggas ain’t benchin’ me
we k!llin’ them n+ggas for thinkin’ they dissin’

[verse 8: dcg bsavv]
came back to the hood ’cause i know they miss me
we bought a drac’, that b+tch hold sixty
he tryna ride, but he ain’t wit’ me
i know i’m good with bino wit’ me
how you gon’ beg, ain’t give me a penny?
i drop the top when it get windy
i lost control like my name missy
and i’m too raw for this sh+t really

- dcg brothers lyrics

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