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king von - dead opps (full song leak) lyrics

[chorus]:
dead opps, all my bodies be headshots (boom)
you droppin’ names in the tweets
got the feds hot (what?)
you actin’ tough
wanna tweak? see these red dots (yeah)
my hollows be twistin’ up, dreadlocks
(yeah, yeah)
caught that boy right by that bus
this his last stop (huh? what?)
play gangsta’ but come into court
now i’m fed up (d+mn)
doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
pick your mans up (gang)

[verse 1]:
they say they smoking tooka, put lil marc in that sh+t
goofy tried to diss, he shoudlve gave it a quit (hah)
think you lit, til you get popped in yo sh+t
and 051 can get the rest of this clip’, (von)
ion trip, i’m always equipped, with them mops
and i still smoke all my dead opps (jojo!)
catch you in the shop, can’t run from these headshots (savage)
catch lil jay, in thе county giving a n+gga top (on foenem)
opps steady brokе, acting like they got that guap (grahh)
and if you ain’t talking money, dont hit my cell (rip la)
don’t hit my block, it’s always raining sh+lls (stupid ass n+gga)
this sh+t that hit different, that’s that bosstrell (trell)
we gon come thru and smoke up a n+gga like shootash+llz (d+mn)
lil b stay getting smoked, smoked out of this pot (d+mn)
they like von, “talk about yo bodies” just know i got a lot (lot)
n+gga talk like he hot, this clips make em’ feel that hot sh+t, ask fathead (hot)
i fix loose screws, can’t f+ck with my crew, or you end up dead
you heard’ what i said, they snitched on me, and i still beat the case (on foenem)
you get sprayed, ain’t no mace, and my glock don’t know no gender, dont know no race (anyone can get it in!)
foenem caught t+streetz, and put it to his face
walk on yo property shoot up the place
tryna drill on my n+ggas, you ain’t getting past first base (tell em’ von)
[chorus]:
dead opps, all my bodies be headshots (boom)
you droppin’ names in the tweets
got the feds hot (what?)
you actin’ tough
wanna tweak? see these red dots (yeah)
my hollows be twistin’ up, dreadlocks
(yeah, yeah)
caught that boy right by that bus
this his last stop (huh? what?)
play gangsta’ but come into court
now i’m fed up (d+mn)
doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
pick your mans up (gang)

[verse 2]
i’m from the o’, b+tch i came from here (d+mn)
all sincere, i got hands, no need to use my gear (bang)
talk about bands, i got plenty of that, i just spent a couple stacks
took my b+tch to benihana’s, like it’s 64, f+ck a 63rd (yeah, yeah)
never heard of a n+gga whacking von, that sh+t so absurd
these clips ima dump, leave you like mubu krump
like brick, you can get slumped
get hit with this pump (boom, boom)
better bail, just like stl leave you indistinct
or extinct, just like ki, put you in the sky
i’m die 5, and i’m die y
talk about i’m high, that’s that melly pack, and i never lie (haha)
wooski almost died, but he ain’t gone try
cus now he slow, he keeps it low, he don’t even know
can’t say we never warn him, even when we had his lo’
[verse 3]
i always tell the truth cause n+ggas foo, talking about doing sh+t when that wasn’t even you
these n+ggas ain’t got no clue, they just internet fools
while i slide up with the tool, on yo boy’ (d+mn)
squeeze this .40 and it ain’t no toy
cause we don’t play no games b+tch, we ain’t coy
just ask tb, we got back for t+roy
or ask get right, when his ass got left
play with us you get stepped(aww)
play with me you meet death, this sh+t my hive
don’t get like p5, leave yo brains all on the drive
or like dooski when that sh+t hit his head, and he not alive (brains)
poppie got popped, he ain’t survive
modell got shot up, and felt it in the cheek
i smoke mob and jaro, and i mix it with zeek

[outro]:
dead opps, all my bodies be headshots (boom)
you droppin’ names in the tweets
got the feds hot (what?)
you actin’ tough
wanna tweak? see these red dots (yeah)
my hollows be twistin’ up, dreadlocks
(yeah, yeah)
caught that boy right by that bus
this his last stop (huh? what?)
play gangsta’ but come into court
now i’m fed up (d+mn)
doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
pick your mans up (gang)

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