F the Opps (Remix) - Screwly G/21 Savage.mp3

F the Opps (Remix) - Screwly G/21 Savage.mp3
F the Opps (Remix) - Screwly G/21 Savage
[00:00.000] 作词 : Da'Shaun...
[00:00.000] 作词 : Da'Shaun Bradley/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jalan Smith
[00:00.181] 作曲 : Da'Shaun Bradley/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Jalan Smith
[00:00.362][Intro: Screwly G]
[00:01.181](Jebbes with another one)
[00:02.890]Uh
[00:03.656]Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
[00:06.174]Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
[00:09.188]Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
[00:12.022]Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh
[00:12.295]
[00:12.483][Verse 1: Screwly G]
[00:13.235]Bump down on the opps with buttons (Brr)
[00:15.260]Ran down on a nigga and knocked him off, I guess he ain't see us comin'
[00:18.146]Hop out, rrr, rrr, hawked him down, his niggas went to runnin'
[00:21.216]I can up a dub, a ten of blues, the opps ain't got no money (Uh-uh)
[00:24.292]Uh, switch too fast (Rrah), drench his ass, fft, fft, the nigga couldn't duck it
[00:27.857]Gassin' him up to spin on us, his dumb ass died, he shouldn't've trusted (Ah, ha)
[00:30.823]Ain't popped a nigga in a couple of months, I'm finna go slide, I'm gettin' rusty
[00:33.775]Like his mans (Rrr, rrr), we popped him up, but he ain't die, the bitch got lucky (Uh)
[00:36.855]Come to the crib, my bitch wanna fight, fuss, then ****, the bitch be buggin'
[00:39.977]Went on a drill and a nigga got killed (Rrah), don't ask me shit 'cause I don't know nothin' (Grrah, grrah)
[00:42.973]I got a switch on back of this Glock, when 12 ride past, I'm tryna tuck it
[00:45.906]Ain't just totin' these guns for fun (Rrah), nigga spin out West, then tell 'em we done it (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
[00:49.111]We on the way to the top, still ridin' with chop (Uh-huh), hittin' opps, we puttin' 'em under (Uh-huh)
[00:52.189]Four niggas on that hit, they ain't know who was who when we shot, we let off a hundred
[00:55.235]Aim for the face, neck, or the chest when we shoot (Rrah), last nigga caught one in the stomach (Uh-huh)
[00:58.234]Built for this shit, caught a— uh, and they vomit
[00:59.901]Nigga, I run with some gunners (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
[01:01.729]Uh (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
[01:02.649]Uh, like Austin, Stone Cold Stunna (Rrah)
[01:04.151]One of them faces a real-deal gunner (Rrah)
[01:05.582]Kill him this winter, won't see him next summer (Rrah)
[01:07.082]Dyin' for clout, opps get dumber and dumber
[01:08.622]Hit in his head, 'fore he fell, he stumbled
[01:10.029]7.62 make a big nigga tumble (Rrah)
[01:11.583]Killin' the killers and whoever sent you
[01:12.098][Chorus: Screwly G]
[01:13.222]Creep up, ff, fah
[01:15.162]Knew he was hit, heard that, "Ah"
[01:16.249]**** the opps, bitch, die
[01:17.743]**** his mama, bitch, cry
[01:19.177]Leave a bitch, bitch, bye
[01:20.722]Want me dead? Bitch, try
[01:22.193]Grr-grrah, that's that fire (Grrah)
[01:23.900]'Nother opp bitch in the sky (Grrah-grrah)
[01:25.375]Creep up, ff, fah
[01:26.895]Knew he was hit, heard that, "Ah"
[01:28.392]**** the opps, bitch, die
[01:29.911]**** his mama, bitch, cry (Grrah)
[01:31.469]Leave a bitch, bitch, bye (Rrah)
[01:32.967]Want me dead? Bitch, try
[01:34.443]Grr-grrah, that's that fire (Grrah)
[01:36.090]'Nother opp bitch in the sky (Grrah, grrah)
[01:36.898][Verse 2: 21 Savage]
[01:37.621]Woah, no lace front, but we at his wig (21)
[01:40.908]Tracker on his car to find out where he live (21, 21)
[01:43.838]All my Glocks was dirty, so I used my SIG
[01:47.069]If I'm outside your house, your ass did somethin' you shouldn't've did
[01:49.991]Woah, if you scared, pussy, go to church (Pussy)
[01:53.196]No love for these hoes 'cause they the ones do you the worst (On God)
[01:56.160]Put a Lego in my stick, but this bitch don't shoot Nerf
[01:59.126]Hesitation get you killed, so we gon' move first (Facts)
[02:02.297]I did more gangster shit than you done seen (21)
[02:05.441]Pull your shiesty down, lil' bruh, I think they got a ring (21)
[02:08.340]Bitch, don't ask what's in my cup, just know that it ain't green (21)
[02:11.363]I'm the type to tell your wife to meet me at Celine (On God)
[02:14.451]You spend all your cash on drugs, then your ass a fiend (The ****?)
[02:17.520]Ain't no codeine in your syrup, how the **** you lean? (What the ****?)
[02:20.595]Draco hit him in the top and left him Mr. Clean (Pussy)
[02:23.630]My lil' buddy got three hats and he still a teen
[02:25.080][Chorus: Screwly G]
[02:26.715]Creep up, ff, fah
[02:28.073]Knew he was hit, heard that, "Ah"
[02:29.559]**** the opps, bitch, die
[02:31.107]**** his mama, bitch, cry
[02:32.575]Leave a bitch, bitch, bye
[02:34.098]Want me dead? Bitch, try
[02:35.596]Grr-grrah, that's that fire (Grrah)
[02:37.139]'Nother opp bitch in the sky (Grrah-grrah)
[02:38.754]Creep up, ff, fah
[02:40.247]Knew he was hit, heard that, "Ah"
[02:41.751]**** the opps, bitch, die
[02:43.233]**** his mama, bitch, cry (Grrah)
[02:44.836]Leave a bitch, bitch, bye (Rrah)
[02:46.345]Want me dead? Bitch, try
[02:47.845]Grr-grrah, that's that fire (Grrah)
[02:49.490]'Nother opp bitch in the sky (Grrah, grrah)
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