Overlyomerta - Real Opp Flow (feat. Baby10) Lyrics

I need to burn, I need to burn
Say, I ain't gettin' to stompin' in my Air Force One
Big boy, stompin' in my Air Force One
Step on shit and I'm black F-O-One, push it, no one spin it

I'm like G-D, bitch, you seen it, S-I-T, this night, I'm hittin' it
Four niggas, bitch, ain't doin' no spinnin', he got hit in the back, let him live it
I see a four nigga out of bounds, ain't doin' no talk, just aim, I switch it
I'm on the first ten, I love spinnin', I love bad bitches, cook me dinner

High five G, say, trigger, hit him, every building, bitch, let's get him
Bitch, we in good shape, I'm for her, and her sister
Topside four, we're good, won't kill, say, right away, man, f*ck them niggas
I see 12 in my add-up, we ride back in that fashion, I'm winnin', bitch

I got a switch make me act up, he try to run from me, don't follow my bitch
He got a shit and I want it, I ball down like, boy, give me that shit
He makin' this, but I know not, I see another black shorty, I'm gon' flip that bitch
I know a bitch that's on top, I'm tryin' to f*ck that shit, you know I don't miss

I'm gonna drink, you see my piss, I'm in the building, I'll run this bitch
He listen to me, I don't know that bitch, he fake cuss, I pull my shit
You know topside two, don't miss, I'm gon' fire shit, ball down, bitch
Nigga, my thing be him, brand new strip, but I don't want to use it

I don't know how to do it, probably go through the tempK
Drop another diss when I cuss on Trim, if he on the scooter, I bite and flip
Call him out, fight him, talk about f*ck, when I'm sad, just tell him to the little bitch, deal
Know him, boy, he ain't got a ass, pop out, walk out, he'll get smacked

Can't catch paul, he won't text back, but its alright, I smoke his dad
Know him, shoot his head, man, man, act up, threw him in the wet for a dash, he act up
I'm stuck, he come down here, told him, do it again, then i'm flipping his black truck, drop man, no game
I'm still smokin', don't count shit, I don't got no off-scooter

Puffin' on Mario, he had that f*ck, but he can't think, so I cut a little bitch stupid
Can't go to Tumblr, I ran that pipe, told him, give me a walker, I beat that groupie
Brand new clip, ain't tryin' to film this bitch, bad wolf shit, the ass, I pulled it
Love it on Trim, Supreme, my alcohol, I don't want to f*ck, this a real off-float

I should've said everything, get wet over the floor, shit, I can't park no hoes
That shit's sweet, said, nigga, we'll pay it, put my five and a wife in the nose
Trip Hop, he got a boat in the back, 419-010-10-2