Fuck Da Opposition ft. FTN Moeche Lyrics

Shit ion know, might get disrespectful

Shit, let's see what come on with it then

Yeah yeah yeah

Shawty bad but I, shawty bad but I beat it

Ass fat throw it back, if I can handle it then ion need it

Just throw it back, I'll drop a bag on it if I need it

Got to gripping on her neck, Mariah yeah I'm slapping ass

Put my back against the wall with my vlone hoodie on

I done fuck around dropped a gun, a bullet ranged though

Bubble ass, rubber bands rookies cannot joined the party

I done fucked around to many times and broke my Cartier's

I done fucked around and poured the liquor on the amiri jeans

And they done fucked around and let the youngens in to turn the party

Sip the henny sip Simone, why ain't you shaking it some more

Lame bitch in the party, out the door she can leave

Throw that ass, I throw some money shit

We can make it easy

She throwing ass and Ian throwing money

Moche being lame

I really love my bankroll, ion spend it with the hoes

If you want it you gon get it, throw that ass and get on with it

Slow down, slow down

Shit why you getting crazy, ian leaving yet you can get some more if you need it

Every time a nigga walking I get madder than your bitch

And every time new ass, walking fatter then a blick

Ayy yeah, all I say it awww yeah aww yeah

It's a knob up in my pocket, bitch you steady watching me

I can't call you friends link, they only sliding party nights

Liquor and exotic all that shit pumping it's tonight

I done fucked a lot of bitches told them hoes go get a bag

Goofy boy got to dissing put them switches with them mags

I heard the opps tranna slide, tell them bitches slide again

Little mama four eleventh five foot two, might buy a ring

We don't speak about them switches tell them hoes go try again

I told AT put you're mask on or we gon get sent to the pen

Little mama she is Mex, put the stick in she a ican

Goofy got caught lacking at the store

Heard they took his blick

Put eighthy in the sprite I needa get me some more red

Smoking on some gg3, I think I'm seeing dead's

We don't say no names up in our songs, better watch the feds

It was kinda hard to tell that nigga momma that the nigga dead

He kept thinking he was gangster, tell his ass to try again

Little mama four eleventh five foot two, might buy a ring

We don't speak about them switches Tell them hoes go try again

I told AT put you're mask on or we gon get sent to the pen

Little mama she is Mex, put the stick in she a ican

Goofy got caught lacking at the store

Heard they took his blick

I heard the opps tranna slide, tell them bitches slide again

Goofy got caught lacking at the spot, hmmmm