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Where the opps at, I'm trying to spin
I'm trying to throw about ten
Two, three shots, hit him in his chin
You know I shoot for the win
Oh he want to diss, I'm like bet
Fuck all the shit, I be dropping your set
Two, three shots, hit him in his chest
How many opps got put down to rest?
Hop out the V, I be letting off four
I cannot wait until I run into Joe
Why the fuck you be dissing on the low?
Two, three shots, I hit him in his dome
We leaving brains on the floor
Tell Taz, we got the lo
Violent who, he got to go
Wooski is dead, I be smoking your bro
I be smoking so many deadys to the face
Spot me a opp, he start doing the race
Like a pencil, he getting erased
I ain't talking about a tan when I spray him like mace
Got a baddie with me, she be toting the knocker
She be fiending to knock off a matta
Two, three shots, turn him into grabba
How many opps got sent to the doctor?
Spinning and spinning until we getting dizzy
Got a baddie, she throwing like fifty
Like what, she be popping a titty
All up in my face whenever she be with me
Ayo baby, let's look for the opps
Like what, I'm trying to let off shots
Two, three shots, knock him out his Crocs
If I run out of bullets, beat him with the knocks
Catch me a opp, I send him to the sky
Like why you be dissing the guys?
Hop out the V, I'm trying to let off five
These bullets gon' spark him like Fourth of July
Why the fuck he thinking it's a game?
Leg shot, now he walk with a cane
I'm smoking on Wooski, I'm high like a plane
Keep on clicking and clicking until we see his brain
Where the opps at, I'm trying to spin
I'm trying to throw about ten
Two, three shots, hit him in his chin
You know I shoot for the win
Oh he want to diss, I'm like bet
Fuck all the shit, I be dropping your set
Two, three shots, hit him in his chest
How many opps got put down to rest?