Opium Girl Lyrics

Fuck it let's go

Yeah we gon kick it some more

Opium bitch on my side she a hoe

Loving me when I'm at my low that bad bitch love the flow

Yeah, straight za smelling like thrax in the whip

I'm having got too many bags in this bitch

Like Herb we sending him straight up to Zillow

Shaking my dreads bitch I feel like I'm Willow

Play with mines and you die, I really don't play with my kin folk

He couldn't crank what the fuck is he here for

Niggas ain't stepping with me in this bitch, cause it's really my year bruh

Me and the crew

He couldn't join now he sick like the flu

Niggas be mad cause they know I'm that dude

Came off cocky ain't mean to be rude, fuck up ya mood

Nobody believed in a nigga they said I wasn't gon make it in this shit

It's crazy how niggas be moving like snakes

I seen him hating on his bitch

I told em how this shit goes , but they wasn't relating to shit

He hate how he sound so this lil nigga really creating my shit

Niggas pocket watching all on my dick they wanna know what's on my wrist

Play with the gang lil bitch we treat him like nothing he cease to exist

I am the better one, told his mama she needa better son

Brodie capping he toting on no guns

Living lavish I'm having way too much fun in this bitch

Slide on em, slide on em

Bad bitch she ride on it, ride on it

Yeah can't rely, can't rely on em

Playing pull out fire on him, fire on him

Niggas broke hating way too much

I was winning I ain't do too much

"Took from the men" I ain't ever do such

Wanna fit in acting like they knew us

Like Opium girl wanting my aura

She would fight on my side like Gamora

She the one yeah she never a whore bruh

Better than him I was upping the score bruh

Brodie went out like a G he died bout it

Brodie was him yeah bitch cry bout it

Stressing to get better bitch get high bout it

You wasn't shit bitch do not lie bout it

Fuck it let's go

Yeah we gon kick it some more

Opium bitch on my side she a hoe

Loving me when I'm at my low that bad bitch love the flow

Yeah, straight za smelling like thrax in the whip

I'm having got too many bags in this bitch

Like Herb we sending him straight up to Zillow

Shaking my dreads bitch I feel like I'm Willow

Play with mines and you die, I really don't play with my kin folk

He couldn't crank what the fuck is he here for

Niggas ain't stepping with me in this bitch, cause it's really my year bruh

Me and the crew

He couldn't join now he sick like the flu

Niggas be mad cause they know I'm that dude

Came off cocky ain't mean to be rude, fuck up ya mood