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no savage - broke opps lyrics

[intro]
mob
f+ck they talkin’ ’bout?
beep
no kizzy
broke+ass n+ggas
ayy, ayy, i ain’t tryna do no bluffin’ sh+t
just don’t let me find you
naw, for real, don’t let me find you (turn me up, juu)
b+tch+ass n+gga

[verse]
i put on that mask when i want work, i’m tryna catch me a body, uh
you know i’m havin’ my way with the rocks, i keep a shooter beside me
if you with the sh+t, n+gga, show me you violent
i still go k!ll, i don’t think about signing
homicide on me, i gotta stay solid
i showed my uncle the dope and he tried it
pull up on his block and we bombin’ his spot
make everybody think it’s a terrorist attack
i’m clutchin’ the glock with the switch on the back
i’m livin’ for real and you livin’ a lie
he say he a shooter, but i know it’s cap
i can’t go back to me sellin’ no crack
i don’t talk in my phone ’cause it probably be tapped
wan’ get off the block, but i’m way too attached
uh, uh, i’m missin’ mari, i’m reminiscing
i sell dope, so i wake up cl!ckin’
if i’m tellin’ you somethin’, n+gga, you better listen
you b+tch+ass rappers ain’t nothin’ like savage
get on the beat, n+gga know i’ma trash it
he want the smoke, we gon’ hit him with cancer
i see an opp, i’ma burn him to ashes
mob, uh, i fell in love with that street sh+t, uh
i call her phone and she come over, eat d+ck
sellin’ fent’ pills, got the whole block seasick
sack in my pocket, i go out and spend this sh+t
spin tryna k!ll, we don’t care about the innocent
fake+ass plug, n+ggas really be middlemen
not sparin’ no one, we tryna get it in
you n+ggas workers, you n+ggas slavin’
yeah, i can pop my sh+t ’cause i made it
i got some big boy rocks i’m savin’
i got him k!lled ’cause he wasn’t behavin’
name hold weight, but i’m not gon’ save you
keep me and big boy glock and i’m paintin’
stickin’ with chuck, lot of my n+ggas changin’
givin’ out trust, what the f+ck was i thinkin’?
whip out my gun, when i’m mad, i’ll blank out
i k!lled the opp and i didn’t even think ’bout it
when we in cali, them bags get mailed out
you better get this sh+t before it sell out
give her some d+ck and she not tryna leave out
put the glock on him, i’ma watch his ass bleed out
f+ck from the back, probably pull a b+tch weave out
don’t get in your feelings, just let this sh+t play out
broke+ass opps, i be watchin’ ’em fall off
i’ma be up for a while, i’m a big dog
you don’t wanna get a n+gga like me ticked off
if they on the map, then we knockin’ the strip off
12 get behind me, you know i’m gon’ get lost
i saw my vic and i couldn’t even hit off
i used to hop out gettin’ my sh+t off
i don’t say sh+t ’bout my vics, gettin’ picked off (mob)
n+gga say he a g, tell him poke out his chest
i’m the type n+gga a b+tch never met
stop all the sneak dissing, give me an at
i’m really rich, i don’t need a blue check
these n+ggas wannabe, don’t want no bond with me
you ain’t on money, i won’t let you come with me
put a b+tch out, ain’t no sittin’ home comfortably
my b+tch on the way when i tell her to come to me
i’m not goin’ home ’til i run up a bonus
i’m on that money, i never be lonely
i cut people off, they quick to be phony
when i was broke, they was quick to disown me
now motherf+ckers hope they don’t catch the corona
me, i can rap ’bout sh+t ’cause i own it
them n+ggas come, i’ma go out like tony
and i got smoke, so i move around loaded
bust down my wrist and i bet they gon’ notice
i pour a three of that wock’ and i’m floatin’
i took his b+tch, left his dumb ass hoeless
you know these b+tches be crawlin’ like roaches
i put the one on the two, that’s the dizzy
i’m on the yo with a leg in my glizzy
b+tch+ass opp n+ggas scared to get busy
can’t love b+tches, ’cause all of ’em trickin’

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