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yb jayy - jackin no opps lyrics

[intro]
grah grah, boom
like
grah grah boom
like
everything dead
every opp shot
like, grrt
i ain’t jackin’ no opps
eos
yeah, like
yeah, woah
yeah

[chorus]
i ain’t jackin’ no opps, i’m a demon
and i’m movin’ off court like a glock 6
lizzy teo jb, hit
all of them finna die in a spliff
courtside devil might finna get spooky
y’all might finna get shot with my two+three
teo jb sd, bled
teo jb sd, dead
after step one, we gon make em go tik
we gon post them up, they being toked
all of my opps gon get got in a box
i ain’t jackin’ no opps everyone gon get bopped
3am in the dark
them b+tchеs my finna get rocked
jb, sd up in a diss
sd, pu died in a spliff
grrt, bow
[verse 1]
thеy spoke on my name, they got put in a drill
they finna get popped like a pill
as if they wanted to get in a diss so i use them to aim for a mil
like
they prolly be trippin’
we might just finna get they ass limpin’, ain’t jackin’ no opps anybody get hit face shots eos they prolly be dippin’
five plus five shootin’ ten ten tens, i’ma do a drive by i’ma spin in a benz
me and jr gon go roll the block
do a hit ’cause i spotted an opp
see an opp pack but i know that they lackin’ put the beam on they ass then they prolly still lackin’
if i finna shoot they gon run like a lap
like
i take them as a joke like a laugh
shoot up they brains now let’s see who is laughing
yeah
that’s me i give f+cks who i’m jackin’
like d+mn
you get burnt like a pan
yeah
better watch your mags
fifty for fifty and u h+lla ass
i got wit your b+tch now she callin’ me dad
i ain’t jackin’ no opps all of them they gon rat
yeah
we gon stick to the plan
[chorus]
i ain’t jackin’ no opps, i’m a demon
and i’m movin’ off court like a glock 6
lizzy teo jb, hit
all of them finna die in a spliff
courtside devil might finna get spooky
y’all might finna get shot with my two+three
teo jb sd, bled
teo jb sd, dead
after step one, we gon make em go tik
we gon post them up, they being toked
all of my opps gon get got in a box
i ain’t jackin’ no opps everyone gon get bopped
3am in the dark
them b+tches my finna get rocked
jb, sd up in a diss
sd, pu died in a spliff
grrt, bow

[verse 2]
like
you dead off this glock
tried to duck but u really got shot
like
you really got got
don’t run don’t trip like you really got caught
lil b+tch like u really got caught
really got caught
like
jb, teo, sb, ls gon run for their life or get shot with the knock
you gon die off the triple no double you finna get hit like jb
like!
if they finna speak on my name they get hit with the ball like sd
we gon send em away in a sprinter we not talkin’ bout no az
if they speak on my name one more time then they prolly think i’m crazy like
sd maybe might go let me hit
u dead like a cracker not talkin’ bout ritz
f+ck twelve and my opps everyone finna snitch
we diss all my opps and they all might get hit
how many people get called all my opps?
pu, sd name the whole list
mk, ad, died in a spliff
sd, en they really a b+tch
[chorus]
i ain’t jackin’ no opps, i’m a demon
and i’m movin’ off court like a glock 6
lizzy teo jb, hit
all of them finna die in a spliff
courtside devil might finna get spooky
y’all might finna get shot with my two+three
teo jb sd, bled
teo jb sd, dead
after step one, we gon make em go tik
we gon post them up, they being toked
all of my opps gon get got in a box
i ain’t jackin’ no opps everyone gon get bopped
3am in the dark
them b+tches my finna get rocked
jb, sd up in a diss
sd, pu died in a spliff
grrt, bow

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