O's Up Lyrics

The opps stay mad at us we up, it's hard to stay alive

I cut that beam off of that gun cause that bitch hurt my eyes

They can't even see what's in my pockets my shirt oversized

And he a snake up in that grass, a master of disguise

Why they try tell me bout lor bro like I don't know about 'em

We gon' throw them o's up, promise I'm on go about 'em

I can't even slide right by myself bro say don't go without 'em

Shordie ass a thug up in these streets man she gon' hoe without 'em

They heard my flows, lor Nigga hard he like to switch it up

And ain't shit legal over here, man throw them switches up

They said "how he just start rapping and got big as us?"

I said "take ya time lor Nigga cause Ian in a rush"

Soon as Niggas catch em by that store, it's over with

My lor bitch be catching tantrums, say she over it

I got tired of them lor goofy bitches need a older bitch

Then I found me one, locked in, we close Lilo and Stitch

She ask me how I learn to play wit her (that Glock)

I say "that trigger finger itchy, I can't stay wit ya"

I can't be stuck to you lor baby I don't favor ya

A pharmacist got what you need, I need them flavors yeah

The opps stay mad at us we up, it's hard to stay alive

I cut that beam off of that gun cause that bitch hurt my eyes

They can't even see what's in my pockets my shirt oversized

And he a snake up in that grass, a master of disguise

Why they try tell me bout lor bro like I don't know about 'em

We gon' throw them o's up, promise I'm on go about 'em

I can't even slide right by myself bro say don't go without 'em

Shordie ass a thug up in these streets man she gon' hoe without 'em

First rule, don't come around me bluffin'

I met a Spanish bitch I swear that she was something

I got that spot lit, I got that bitch jumping

And Ian dumb lor Nigga, I watch that bitch coming now watch this bitch buss you

She wanna fuck but a freak

I rap to hard, you think these features just for free?

I need them stacks so I can go and feed the team

He sip the wok for better words he sip that lean now watch this bitch scream

Oh he keep laughing like he Bob till I put holes in him

My city like chi-town, put that on lor Foenem

Almost blew that Nigga till he realize that was bronem

I know who he is, that gansta shit I watched it grow on him

The opps stay mad at us we up, it's hard to stay alive

I cut that beam off of that gun cause that bitch hurt my eyes

They can't even see what's in my pockets my shirt oversized

And he a snake up in that grass, a master of disguise

Why they try tell me bout lor bro like I don't know about 'em

We gon' throw them o's up, promise I'm on go about 'em

I can't even slide right by myself bro say don't go without 'em

Shordie ass a thug up in these streets man she gon' hoe without 'em