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Opium Video (MV)




Performed By: 6ohnson X
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Kyle Johnson




6ohnson X - Opium Lyrics
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Can see the money peepin thru the seems
Before you see me on the scene
You probably see me on the screen
Doing what I'm supposed be
Play with me it's hope for em
My emo bitch dress in all black man
She could sign to opium
Pouring in my soda cup
I just wanted an Escalade
I just wanna see them doors go up
And drive it like it's forza
Put that bitch in sports mode and drive it like it's
Put that bitch in sports mode
I'm balling can't control me
I'll take these Ricks off every time for these forces
I used to couldn't afford em
Now im tryna not to hoard it
She lying being a whore
Look at me crazy like it's my fault
I'd be more sick losing a pair of my Jordan's
Running laps around your noggin
Know you think me often
Outa spite you tried break me
I played it off like it ain't phase me
When it's dark that's when this lil light of mine start shooting rays
I'll kill em all till you say I'm crazy
You finesse that's when you pay you
You humble they try forget you
You nice they forget mention
They jealous one day get hit you
You tell em no you the devil
This different cloth on me nigga
We cut from a different section
I'm better off by myself tryna level off all the pressure
She left a note dresser and I still ain't never read it
She left a note dresser and I still ain't never read it
F*ck the money up then you're f*cked nigga
I don't f*ck with no f*ck niggas
If I ain't make no money with you or duck in the cut with you
Miss me with all that brother shit
Name a year that I wasn't lit
The shit we cooking up you touch
You gonna need some oven mitts
She know me by my government
But when we f*ck she call me six
She a bad bitch my biggest flaw I couldn't call it quits
Y'all do flaw shit I couldn't call
F*cking yo bro bitch
Hitting licks on your man's
Should've put em on a lick
I don't care about your clan y'all not on shit
Still a pop up on you as fast as I can when that load hit
I don't got no friends they all dead they all ghost now
You ain't got no bands shut the f*ck up with your broke ass
You gonna shoot the duck if we slide
F*ck a hall pass
You a f*ckin chump but online you with all that
I do my own stunts I ain't never ran from nothing
Can see the money peepin thru the seems
Before you see me on the scene
You probably see me on the screen
Doing what I'm supposed be
Play with me it's hope for em
My emo bitch dress in all black man
She could sign to opium
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English

Can see the money peepin thru the seems
Before you see me on the scene
You probably see me on the screen
Doing what I'm supposed be
Play with me it's hope for em
My emo bitch dress in all black man
She could sign to opium
Pouring in my soda cup
I just wanted an Escalade
I just wanna see them doors go up
And drive it like it's forza
Put that bitch in sports mode and drive it like it's
Put that bitch in sports mode
I'm balling can't control me
I'll take these Ricks off every time for these forces
I used to couldn't afford em
Now im tryna not to hoard it
She lying being a whore
Look at me crazy like it's my fault
I'd be more sick losing a pair of my Jordan's
Running laps around your noggin
Know you think me often
Outa spite you tried break me
I played it off like it ain't phase me
When it's dark that's when this lil light of mine start shooting rays
I'll kill em all till you say I'm crazy
You finesse that's when you pay you
You humble they try forget you
You nice they forget mention
They jealous one day get hit you
You tell em no you the devil
This different cloth on me nigga
We cut from a different section
I'm better off by myself tryna level off all the pressure
She left a note dresser and I still ain't never read it
She left a note dresser and I still ain't never read it
F*ck the money up then you're f*cked nigga
I don't f*ck with no f*ck niggas
If I ain't make no money with you or duck in the cut with you
Miss me with all that brother shit
Name a year that I wasn't lit
The shit we cooking up you touch
You gonna need some oven mitts
She know me by my government
But when we f*ck she call me six
She a bad bitch my biggest flaw I couldn't call it quits
Y'all do flaw shit I couldn't call
F*cking yo bro bitch
Hitting licks on your man's
Should've put em on a lick
I don't care about your clan y'all not on shit
Still a pop up on you as fast as I can when that load hit
I don't got no friends they all dead they all ghost now
You ain't got no bands shut the f*ck up with your broke ass
You gonna shoot the duck if we slide
F*ck a hall pass
You a f*ckin chump but online you with all that
I do my own stunts I ain't never ran from nothing
Can see the money peepin thru the seems
Before you see me on the scene
You probably see me on the screen
Doing what I'm supposed be
Play with me it's hope for em
My emo bitch dress in all black man
She could sign to opium
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Writer: Kyle Johnson
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