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justin rarri - opps lyrics

[intro]
sumyun

[verse 1]
n-gg-s never showed up
got the guap and soda
i would never fold, n-gg-s snitching yeah they told ’em
you the opp, a phony
rock em like a boat, uh
all the mega sh-t, b-tch i do not f-ck with most

[chorus]
i got the plug calling
i got the hundred calling
n-gg- you snitchin’ and telling on nigs
you got 400 dollars on your head
n-gg-s they run on up ’em
my n-gg-s they run on up ’em
i got ten brothers with doogies and toolies
i put a dozen on ’em on your head

[verse 2]
n-gg- they pull up with letters
n-gg-s they pull up with bread on ’em
go suicide and that n-gg- ain’t jokin’ like [?]
b-tch i be pullin’ and gettin’
i just be countin’ the bread, oh
counted a hundred and fifty, all of the guap, i can not let go

[refrain]
nah, nah nah nah nah, pull up with nana’s
oppies yeah they snitchin’, they be dead, f-ck ’em all
nah, nah nah nah nah, pull with choppers
i be on that bullsh-t, if you talkin’ all that opp sh-t

[chorus]
i got the slug calling
i got a hundred calling
n-gg- you snitchin’ and telling on nigs
you got 400 dollars on your head
n-gg-s they run on up ’em
my n-gg-s they run on up ’em
i got ten brothers with doogies and toolies
i put a dozen on ’em on your head

[verse 3]
fill up a n-gg- like bullet your face
i got them hundreds you cannot relate
losin’ a n-gg- like washin’ a plate
b-tch i be ballin’ on [?] and cape
we used to pull up with fake sh-t
now we be flexin’ with bape sh-t
bought the balenciaga like 8-6
i’m from the block that went 8-6
pull up with n-gg-s in rovers
she tryna suck me like gogurt
coppin’ that sh-t at a mall
and copyin’ back i be lookin’ way older
b-tch i be shootin’ like soldiers
rockin’ a n-gg- like boulder
catchin’ him static like toaster
x in that clip if we loaded
yah, yah, we loaded
rockin’ a n-gg- like boulders
yah, oh, yah, yah, yah

[refrain]
nah, nah nah nah nah, pull up with nana’s
oppies yeah they snitchin’, they be dead, by the mallroom
nah, nah nah nah nah, pull with choppers
i be on that bullsh-t, if you talkin’ all that hot stuff

[outro]
blackroom music, blackroom music

- justin rarri lyrics

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