2EXOTICC - Tell Da Opps (feat. Otr Cutty) Lyrics

(Enrgy Made dis one)
RFN Shit
2EXOTICC, Nigga
(Real niggas don't die, they get money)
Hm
I'm on the block, aye tell the opps to come and spin it
Need a new pack ain rolled a opp up in a minute
They think i'm givin up the killer but they trippin'
Just 'cause i said it in a song, don't mean I did it
Get a bitch and make her send the drop so I can kill em
Had to walk him down so he ain make it to the 'spital
He tried to run but my gun got a flash, I bet I hit em
Choppa sandwich up the opps and turn em monkey in the middle
5 percent inside my cup, bitch you can't see into the bottom
Pussy tried to bubble up but I got chop so I can pop em
Take a hit, I bet it punch, i'm whippin' shit like Betty Crocker
The way this bitch ah suck me up I bet she get it from her mama
I don't need a group of nighas when I step 'cause i'm the shotta
Bitch I ain come here just to f*ck, is you a certified topper
Tell the opps, we bussin' bags they could never double half
Punchin' into swipin' numbers like I got the scammer hat
Pussy good while I'm in it then i might just double back
Been a hand inside the hustle I could never fumble that
Double cup the lean, mixed wit faygo cream, sippin' that
Told that bitch to back it on me when we f*ckin 'cause its fat
OTR and RFN you know we puttin' shit to belt
Don't put my trust into no gang I get to slidin' by myself
Them niggas clique up with the opps, go check the score, they needed help
My niggas bent them nighas blocks and now his picture on a shelf
I hate niggas who be broke but always askin' "where the hoes?"
Niggas playin' like they up but I guess he ain check the score
She caught me cheatin', I got mad and blocked the bitch, she do the most
He keep tryna beef wit me but he let niggas take his pole
He that nigga that run errands, get my faygo from the store
Shake up the city in the east, 400 block the biggest 4s
Them niggas know where i be at, If im the one they look' for
Check the motion when i'm movin', bitch i'm on a chicken roll
That wrist work, feins bangin' up the line, the trap jumpin'
Head first, hit a nigga in his shit the opps duckin'
F*ck it, hop out walk em down nah he on bedrest
They say they lurkin' for me, catch his bluff 'cause I ain dead yet
I got a question for the opps, Like when yall niggas finna slide?
Why you stay inside the house when you said we was finna die?
My bitch know when I be cheating she just hate when I be lyin'
My glock too hot, this shit like bowling now we knocked down all they guys
I hate a bitch that homie hop then text the bro like "put me on"
I got some shit inside this chop, lets see if you eat bullet holes
Know she get freaky off the bottle sippin' don, no Corleone
And if you claiming BSB, bitch on my granny you a hoe
Whooo, Where the f*ck the Julio
Dat bitch get freaky when she tipsy, my thumb in her booty hole
And we get active in the city not just in the studio
Bitch, RFN, OTR, 4738 who you know?
Its the big 3 in the big league, batter up
I don't trip cheese, on a bitch please, I came to hunch
Make a bitch freeze, from the big bling dis cuban cut
See the opps bleed, off the first sight we shoot em up
Hm
I'm on the block, aye tell the opps to come and spin it
I, need a new pack ain rolled a opp up in a minute, yeah
They think i'm givin up the killer but they trippin'
Just 'cause i said it in a song, don't mean I did it
Get a bitch and make her send the drop so I can kill em, hm
Had to walk him down so he ain make it to the 'spital
He tried to run but my gun got a flash, I bet I hit em
Choppa sandwich up the opps and turn em monkey in the middle
2EXOTICC