Opp Pack Lyrics

I'm not a gay but I'm in a game Baby girl, I just want you for the sex, ayy

Baby girl, I just want you in your neck, ayy Baby girl, I just want you in your neck, ayy

Niggas keep on dissin' on that neck, come and slide one

We don't want you up for it, nigga Come and catch one, kick one to the head

He dead, he can't come around, spend a nigga block

For a nigga, don't you make a foul, switch up on a Drake

Lil' bro tryna tuck and roll, see me rollin' got no foe

You know you can't get away, get away

He run too fast on his feet, now that nigga gone

Lil' bro tryna have his pole, we gon' slide back

We gon' shoot the whole car up, he ain't gettin' out

Brand new scat pack, put 100 on that D-Wag

If you dissin' on that neck, tryna catch one

Tell your mans come pick you up, if you want that smoke

If you dissin' on that neck, better go grab your pole

I just put a brand new switch, we gon' slide back to the grind

Yeah, this poor nigga know he can't run

He run too fast on his feet, now that nigga dead

Hold on, I told lil' bro, pass the scat, we on our feet

Hold on, he can't get away, we on defense

Yeah, nigga, this is my year

Wish a nigga would run on Marlboro like a dirt

You know you can't get away, dare that nigga play with me

We gon' send a nigga up, if that nigga play with me

If he fuck with Jimmy J, you know we gon' get your man

Don't fuck with him, hold on, boy, stop the whip

When he hop out on his feet, now he done, he can't get away

Lil' bro run too fast on his feet, go

Ay, I just paused the whip, he can't get away

Tell that nigga Juju, he ain't come and catch one

We gon' spin a nigga a block, come and catch one

I just got a new stick, and it's a ARP

He run too fast on his feet, we tryna hop him down

Brand new track, hop through a hundred on a fast lane

Wish a nigga would, you know we can get away

I'm an I-64, you know you can't get away

You and Lil' Myra shoulda caught, though, we had to pull it over

Heard her say her steak in out, we can't play too many games

You know me, your bitch is making out, big time as well

She so thick, she's a red bomb

I just want that big for the steak, I just want that big for her neck

You know she got real head, we don't really give a fuck

And that headshot, man, we dead, go

Ay, put a nigga in that fishbowl, now he done

Front nigga better not run up on me, front nigga he can't run

He run too fast on his feet, got that nigga done

I just put a switch on my gun, and that bitch shoot like a Mackledredgo

He can't never get away, and you know what I say, so

Ay, go, go, my bro tryna tuck and roll

This new block ain't got no flow, you know you can't get away

Ay, you better take these shots to the face, he can't get away

He run too fast on his feet, now he dead and gone

I just put a switch on, on a fucking Glock

This bitch shooting so fast, like a Mackledrego

He can't get away, he run too fast on his feet