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yung con - opp pack lyrics

everybody talkin sh-t i be like what it do
b-tch i up this stick and it shoot like it new
bullets runnin in your flesh is what they going through
horshoe on my fit b-tch you know i rock the true
bro got the tool and he gon slide on your crew
pop out the cut and he gon blow when i say shoot
just got the new gas while y’all smoking on that foo
brand new glock finna let it twist him like a screw
choppa made him fly like a bird when he flew
shooters at your crib they and they waiting on my que
he was red at the light now his body lookin blue
if they want the smoke then we slide out in the coupe
cook him like some stew send shots up at his dome
never slide alone b-tch we creepin outside your home
feelin like the future how we ridin with the chrome
hit you in the brain now it’s lookin like some foam
he was on the roam and we caught him at the store
hit him for his sh-t , left a body on the floor
coming for the safe b-tch we kicking through ya door
posted with k!llas when i’m boolin on the four
he was coming from wrong so they hit him in the coat
yo b-tch on my line ugh she a lil hoe
if you take one of ours then we comin at your throat
we gon spin the block then smoke you like some dope

- yung con lyrics

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