O's Up

The opps stay mad at us we up, it's hard to stay alive

I cut that beam off of that gun cause that bitch hurt my eyes

They can't even see what's in my pockets my shirt oversized

And he a snake up in that grass, a master of disguise

Why they try tell me bout lor bro like I don't know about 'em

We gon' throw them o's up, promise I'm on go about 'em

I can't even slide right by myself bro say don't go without 'em

Shordie ass a thug up in these streets man she gon' hoe without 'em

They heard my flows, lor Nigga hard he like to switch it up

And ain't shit legal over here, man throw them switches up

They said "how he just start rapping and got big as us?"