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lil gotit - opp pack lyrics

[producer tag]
wheezy outta here

[hook: lil got-t & slimelife shawty]
hands up me and slimelife yeah we came for extortion
baby girl get rid of a young f-ck n-gg- like abortion
ain’t sh-t gettin’ discussed ’bout n-gg- we ain’t packin’ no foreign
it’s a ysl party every head in here got horses
slatt slatt, yea you can get whacked whacked
glock with a leg in the backpack
stick break a n-gg- like a kit kat
young f-ck n-gg- you ain’t with that
all the cap rap push your wig back
make a n-gg- wish he never did that
hunnids on sh-ll where your kids at

[verse 1: lil got-t]
7.62 like good crack
pop a pill then ask you where yo b-tch at
me and slime poppin’ sh-t out a h-llcat
he knew not to play brought them bells back
pay good n-gg- where you find them sh-lls at
brought the bag out just for your lil man
slime him out sh-t we slime about ten of them
in the club i got the glock in the timberlands
i don’t even wanna talk shawty talk to them

[verse 2: slimelife shawty]
shawty talk to him like keed talk to him
33 shot lil n-gg- patrick ewing
have a n-gg- cryin’ like i did somethin’ to him
now who ’bout it?
you know where we at what you do ’bout it?
bulletproof truck better shoot at it
control alt delete make him go buy a new body (rudy gang )

[verse 3: lil got-t]
play with us bet they’ll die
loadin’ up the opps in a line
30 shots like we made to survive
yeah i copped me some value and some time
you get no love f-ck the d-ck ride
real smoke they gon’ start droppin’ dimes
drop a bag on your money on your mind
i been waitin’ on a call a long time
on slime

[verse 4: slimelife shawty]
set him up
i put my hoe on him
i make him think that my hoe on him
imma send her to the show on ’em
i’m outside creepin’ on the low on ’em
now they leaving
he let her ride ’cause he green bean
she get to the spot
she send me the dot
now i’m pullin’ up while he sleepin’

[verse 5: lil got-t]
they stealin’ the slime like they plankton
see him on the highway we racin’
they say ysl what boy you cappin’
[?]
might snap on a n-gg-, no snapback
forever with my runs, i’m an old scream slatt
the b-tches cried about, got that hoe in the back
until she eatin’ d-ck good bring the ac

[verse 6: slimelife shawty]
me, got-t and wheezy, not talkin’ ’bout wayne
i’m higher than high, i’m stuck on the plane
you n-gg-s are shrimps and ducks and lames
cap -ss drip won’t take your chain
you talkin’ bout smoke, lives are gon’ change
the carter daughter, she could get banged
shawty and got-t, b-tch we the train
run that boy over, burn up his brains

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