fuck the opps

stay safe

fully loaded choppa

nigga i'm eating steak

all you hoes snakes in the grass

i got to cut my shit

you was ridin' with me on the bus

now you talkin' shit

never been a lame

that's on my mama

yeah they know my name

taylor blood way before cuban

yeah i been the same

that's when i was beatin' little bitches

now i'm getting dough

yeah

so this tech gotta greet you hoe

only see me out if i'm gettin' paid for a show

bands in my pocket

not on my head

cuz you hoes broke

bitches wanna fight

ain't got no life

get yo mind right

bitch get out yo feelings talkin' hard like a fuckin' dyke

man this shit so easy i be doin' it while i'm sleepy

poppin' pills gettin' geeky

never been a sellout

get a shoot i go to belair

40 with the dick

so you know my shit stand out

bad yellow bitch

i ain't neva got no handouts

say they on my head

they ain't drop shit

ratchet ass weave

that's a mopstick

have my nigga at yo crib on some hot shit

steady screamin' fuck the opps bitch

fuck a opp bitch

you a broke bitch

you ain't got shit

you ain't doin' shit

you ain't hittin' licks

you ain't gettin' rich

you a sad bitch

on the gram

you a mad bitch

if i see you you a target

you and that retarded bitch

i'll spit on you with them dirty shoes

yeah bitch

yo nigga always fuckin' choose

i be with killers

they ain't got shit to lose

fake ass rappin' bitch

you be buyin' views

slide down with them poles

have you on the news

playin' crazy

playin' roles have you on the news

heard you tellin' on yo niggas

why they wearin' blues?

never told a soul

i been countin' blues

say they on my head

they ain't drop shit

ratchet ass weave

that's a mopstick

have my nigga at yo crib on some hot shit

steady screamin' fuck the opps bitch