The Opps ft. Kelvin S & Rhyda Lyrics

Yeah

If the money could talk

I won't be the one that listen

Yeah I been shooting at the opps

Swear them niggas keep missing

Yeah she gon give me the job

Heard I was talking business

When I gotta go chase the guap

Man I don't see these niggas

If the money could talk

I won't be the one that listen

Yeah I been shooting at the opps

Swear them niggas keep missing

Yeah she gon give me the job

Heard I was talking business

When I gotta go chase the guap

Man I don't see these niggas

Man I don't see these haters no

Snakes in the grass jig is up

If I live ma dreams ill never wake up

Gotta Make it come true so i gotta stay up

This what i wanted I cannot complain

Stack up the paper gotta make it rain

They say when u get the money u gon change

Well ma nigga i don't wanna be the same

Huh

Niggas can't ride on my wave

Too many opps on the cave

Rolling the blunt everyday

Up in a jet, all the haze

We popping the pill, holy molly

Motivated, go dump on the tallies

Double cups is Parked at the scene

Jump out of the whip

Clocking with g's

On the top

All these niggas are beetles

On the water

We sailing with no paddles

Oh my God

She came in with her pants down

K lo k

All these bitches are goodies

They been sucking my dick like it's mmm-mmm

Validation got tumbling on Gifty

She's on smoke and her eyes like a Chinese

I'm back with the fifty, one hunnid boy gizzle

Up with the gang and I'm flying like missiles

Riding the flows on the beat with no paddles

I'm destined for greatness

My heart like a denim

No girl in my dm gon bussdown my benim

Don't come to my city, aswear it's like Gotham

Kumerica boys on the roll spitting venom

I'm high in my weed and my mind talking Spanish

If the money could talk

I won't be the one that listen

Yeah I been shooting at the opps

Swear them niggas keep missing

Yeah she gon give me the job

Heard I was talking business

When I gotta go chase the guap

Man I don't see these niggas

If the money could talk

I won't be the one that listen

Yeah I been shooting at the opps

Swear them niggas keep missing

Yeah she gon give me the job

Heard I was talking business

When I gotta go chase the guap

Man I don't see these niggas

One day imma pull up a new whip

I'm on the way Like pedestrian

If you a hater, I take your bitch

I hit her raw, I'm vegetarian

Me and my bro's

Stacking the loot

Givenchy my toes

Niggas in suit

Get off my business

Lord is my witness

Got me an AK, and never be rude

I don't give a fuck

I ain't cuming

I need big money but I ain't scamming

My music is popping

I'm balling

Very soon, see me in countries

I'm touring

Me and niggas we global, we foreign

My ex double texting, and she calling

New day with my old Bae

All night and we still play

God save us we pray

Still dust, man we still clay

My homies are winning the betway

And All day issa Payday

Smelling cologne and we still spray

Dripping, these hoes slide in my dm

They text hey

No way I Cut them off, I'm catching flight

I'm heading to Norway