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I make the opps retreat

I know you pussy cuz when it's war time you always gon' retreat

I been smoking trees, yeah

While you talking on the net I be doing shit

with your freak, yeah

Chanel on my feet, this shit ain't for free

I don't do prostitutes, I fuck bitches for free

Get curb stomped on our kid that boy just like Bruce Lee

They wonder who the man, who that guy is, me

They said a opp just died, boy that's not my problem

She know I'm geeked, when I'm on percs, she get sloppy

Saw a opp brother in a 7-11, yeah I'd probably smack him

I change my mind, I pulled out the 9 and I shot him (Grrah!)

Yeah, I'm off them good ass runt

Off the yak, my stomach been hurting like I got runts

Chop up vocalize, go da, da, da, da, da, yeah it done sung

Shawty got a whole trampoline once, watch that ass bounce

Yeah he got popped like a pimple

I'm nuttin' all over her dimples

Ayy, I'ma blast off in the car, yeah, speed gon' triple

I don't need no stylist, Gucci on my vest, ayy

All these pussy boys jealous, they know I'm the best

Misbehaving with your bitch, we done made a mess, ayy

We want all the smoke, so you better have your TEC

I make the opps retreat

I know you pussy cuz when it's war time you always gon' retreat

I been smoking trees, yeah

While you talking on the net I be doing shit

with your freak, yeah

Chanel on my feet, this shit ain't for free

I don't do prostitutes, I fuck bitches for free

Get curb stomped on our kid that boy just like Bruce Lee

They wonder who the man, who that guy is, me