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Lil Dre6o - I Smoke Opps Lyrics

I Smoke Opps Lyrics[Intro: Lil Mon]
When we slide, go all-black
Can't no, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Mon]
When we slide, go all-black Jeep, can't no nigga fuck with me
Hit the curb, hit up the street, double back, get out on feet
Like YC, bet we run the street, niggas know that they be coppin' out
Get up on the 'net and post these guns, but don't be rockin' out
Say brodie want to slide, we change the route 'cause them folks poppin' out
We talkin' 'bout cops, you know we changed the tag and then we spint the drop

[Verse 1: Lil Dre6o]
Told her I smoke opps, we just put a three-fivе in this blunt
Know I get shit topped, he spеak on gang, we spin the whole month
Headshot, twin just fucked 'em up, he in a Redeye
If I can't get the nail, I call up Bezz, we don't do no dead flies
They can't fuck with us, say you my opp, you ain't spint enough
Know I fuck with Bigg, I'm somethin' like Tupac how we hit him up
Twin gon' see that boy and face him, it's too late now, they can't pick him up
Her ex just broke her heart, she tried to come to me to fix it up
It don't matter where we was, we in the club, we got that blicky tucked
They play us everywhere, the opps be mad, they gon' get sick of us
Spin that shit again, we the reason they bring 12 out
Catchers on the stick, no, we can't let no more shells out

[Verse 2: Lil Rae]
Ridin' 'round in SRTs, the Hellcat can't keep up with me
Once it's up, it's stuck with me, your main nigga can't fuck with me
Tryna get them M's, I want millions, I might break the bank
Three-five of the opps in this 'Wood, smokin' on that dank
Ayy, twin, let's go pull lil' buddy card since he think he hard
We still got bros sittin' behind them bars, came from stealin' cars
I get in my mode, I'm tryna spin, tryna kill his friend
The door was locked, I had to kick it in, tell 'em drop a pin
'Cause if they do, I promise you we gon' put them boys on the news
Can't go out bad, I keep a tool in case a fuckboy need a screw
Bitch, you postin' me, you know that's some shit we never do
YC got more shit than a zoo, can't dap me up, boy, who is you

[Chorus: Lil Mon]
When we slide, go all-black Jeep, can't no nigga fuck with me
Hit the curb, hit up the street, double back, get out on feet
Like YC, bet we run the street, niggas know that they be coppin' out
Get up on the 'net and post these guns, but don't be rockin' out
Say brodie want to slide, we change the route 'cause them folks poppin' out
We talkin' 'bout cops, you know we changed the tag and then we spint the drop

[Verse 3: Lil Rez]
If you try my gang, we blow your brain, make mom dukes go insane
Heard your shooter missed up on that drill and he ain't have no aim
All of these niggas get stepped on and get wrecked on, put your lil' bro in the grave
Really gettin' active with that Teflon, we are not the same
Me and Junior hop right out the bush like we don't rap
Yeah, I heard the lil' bitch lyin' on my name, but that shit cap
I'm with Mon and Rae right now, we might walk you with that PAP
DG got a thirty, I got me a fifty, we stay strapped
On my mama, though, flipped that boy like Domino's
How the hell he havin' all these guns, but he run from those?
Really, you a sweet lick, ain't take you down because of bro
Heard she tried to set me up and ever since, ain't trustin' hoes, mm-mm