OPPPAKK #MISHONPACKLOL ft. Kiloyugi Lyrics

Bitch we got glocks and k's

Shooting through your brain

Riding 'round with kilo

Bitch we finna hit a stain

Someone tell that pedo

That he finna get hanged

These bullets fucking lethal

Bitch you better stay away

Bitch ain't you a gamer

You don't want no static bro

If you keep on talking

We finna turn him to a fucking ghost

Burn him like some fucking toast

Just like that one boy

We got big ole straps

Bitch we don't play with toys

Turning up the city

Bitch we been making noise

Fucking on that biddy

White girl named hanna

And i ain't talking montana

Unless we talking tony

Moving that white girl

Yeah we making it snowy

Fucking on a opp bitch

Told that bitch blow me

Bitch we got gas

Yeah we never on e

Big ass k finna part the sea

Just like i'm moses

Choppa make him disappear

Hocus pocus

We finna serve him bullets

Just like a hostess

After we done

They gon need a fucking sewing kit

So they can put your ass

Back together

If it's cold i can change the weather

Sending shots at everybody

Floyd mayweather

Talking bout he smoking lizzos

Bitch that blunt look like a pencil

They said i'm gon make it nigga, they been rootin for me

You say i ain't that nigga, you a fuckin dummy

Why these fuck niggas spreading rumors, they don't know the summary

Whip that g-lock out that's DOA Now they gon stitch his tummy

Come round wit whoever it's not safe

Knock off his bitch or homie Burn em down with K's and Drac's

We smoke em he a fuckin stogie

Deep up in that water like a laker, let off 8 like kobe

I'm a skinny nigga but at least nobody ever stole me

I aint purp nigga i ain't never bitched out

Gang on a nigga ass we gon leave a nigga stressed out

Pull that nigga down to hell now let's see what he talkin bout

Man fuck what these niggas saying they ain't what they rap about

Tryna be like me you gon have to go harder

Passed a couple niggas look who the fuck going farther

Ballin hangin on the rim nigga i ain't vince carter

Saw him out in public in public push his shit back like a fuckin barber

Nigga 5'6 gang how the fuck my choppa taller

He ain't on shit gang brodie ain't no shot caller

Kilo always been the motherfuckin top shotta

Hangin out the window steady shooting till i hit his māthā

The way this hoe be suckin dick can tell that she ain't have no papa

You gon have to kill me just to stop me put that on my mama