Dead Opps ft. Kookei Lyrics

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

Speaking on some shit that he ain't do that's why yo mans died

Catch a Opp in a SRT smoke da red eye

On the block with the Choppa out like Bin lad

I know he wish his mans could come back no shemrons

In the club throwing money niggas can't compare to us

Caught him by himself niggas really scared of us

Mar riding with me and we both loaded up

Smoke you right in front of yo crib cuz I don't care enough

Everybody looking sad

Niggas get dropped I don't even like to brag

Speaking on bro and you ain't do shit

Fn loaded up with blue tips

I'm sliding by myself cuz fuck a loose end

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I put this Draco in yo face I bet yo head pop

Just popped a perc thirty finna fuck her til her legs lock

I just took a new Glock this bitch dead stock

Now Im finna spin a couple blocks and use it on the opps

How the fuck is he alive he caught so many shots

Before we shipped him to the sky we put him in a box

I'm done smoking Wild Man that shit dont get me high

You gotta go and freeze my wrist if you want my time

Aint taste Wakeisha in a minute she been on my mind

Go and drop a nigga top you wanna be my slime

Even as a Young Boy I kept a thirty eight

I make Murder Music when I drop I up the murder rate

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps

I got a lot of dead opps