OPP PARTY (feat. Nardo Wick & G Herbo)

(Oh Really)

Amiri head to toe, all these bad bitches diggin' it

Ridin' with a .50, she gon' fuck all this Givenchy

Lambo truck with my shooters with some switches in it

Hop up out that bitch, walk you down, then get missin' in it

He's out of here, now I'm out of here (Uh)

Shoot up the party if we catch the opps in here (Uh)

You see me in traffic better know them Glocks in here

On the lot they fifty racks but it's a thousand shots in here, hold on

Hey, that's me wavin' at my opps

I got mans on they block, bitch, I come through wavin' Glocks

I got mad, look in his eyes before I hit him with the chop

Don't cop from bro, he savage, shake ya hand and hit you with the Wop

Fifty racks on me, got a opp thot with me

Dare her get a drop up, that hoe gettin' dropped with me

All these shots with me, damn, the shit feel like infinity

Bought that bitch a foreign, bitch, hop out that Infiniti

In the hood drop top, bitch, I feel like Kennedy

I ain't never worried, bitch, I'm richer than my enemies

He in the grave, they know who dug that (Uh)

Let me shut up, gotta hold my tongue back

Pistol get to wylin', tweakin', need to hold my gun back

I'm big homie, I ain't worried 'bout no little bitty rugrat

I fuck with the scammers, bro can't wait to punch that

And I fuck with the robbers, trappers and killers pushin' skulls back

Amiri head to toe, all these bad bitches diggin' it

Ridin' with a fifty, she gon' fuck all this Givenchy

Lambo truck with my shooters with some switches in it

Hop up out that bitch, walk you down, then get missin' in it

He's out of here, now I'm out of here (Uh)

Shoot up the party if we catch the opps in here (Uh)

You see me in traffic better know them Glocks in here

On the lot they fifty racks but it's a thousand shots in here

On the lot they forty shots, heavy day two-twenty

He keep talkin' with his fingers, do him like they did Sunny

Paid In Full like I'm Mitch but my nose not runny

So a **** can't wipe it, other words can't slime me

Other words can't snake me (Uh)

Like I do line and it's leaves on they block

I'm a pull up get the, huh-huh, get to blowin'

Like I play ball and they street full of hoops

I'ma pull up get the, huh-huh, get to scorin'

Pull up in the number before 5 and the letter after N

Everybody look surprised and say, "Who the fuck is him?"

Once that money on you mind, killers, ain't no stoppin' them

Amiri head to toe, all these bad bitches diggin' it

Ridin' with a .50, she gon' fuck all this Givenchy

Lambo truck with my shooters with some switches in it

Hop up out that bitch, walk you down, then get missin' in it

He's out of here, now I'm out of here (Uh)

Shoot up the party if we catch the opps in here (Uh)

You see me in traffic better know them Glocks in here

On the lot they fifty racks but it's a thousand shots in here

Bro know he got static in the 'Raq, call Swerv

He got money, he get **** wacked, that's what y'all heard

Lot of stashes through the trenches but a safe house in the burbs

Keep the windows up, we hoppin' out the driver jump the curb, some nerve

Opps ain't on they block, some how they speakin' words

Fuck Herb, must ain't hear what happened, he said somethin' to Herb

Spin for thirty days straight, you hit his face you get a curve

Hunnid K before the first, I give you fifty by the third

Aye Doe, what you finna do? See them ****, shoot

I'm with Villians I be drillin' too, know that feelin' too

Ain't no appeal so I be chillin boolin', I be feelin' cool

I get angry, I be in the mood, watch a **** ooze on his shoes