Bops Goin Brazy

Glock on me, baby

Baby, baby, baby, baby

I got the opps goin crazy

Got the opps goin crazy, crazy

Alright, stop, listen, hip got a Weston

If I reach for it, hope a **** get the message

Hope that he Christian, **** need a blessin'

Shorty back it up like she looking for directions

**** ain't threatenin', **** ain't steppin'

Bitch, I'm shinin', chain is a weapon

Clipse, I'm grindin', bitch, I ain't stressin'

Your boyfriend a groupie, heard he a yes man

I got seventeen in an FN

Extendos, body pressin'

What's in the bag? Don't question

Sleep with the nina, she my best friend

Glock on me, baby

Baby, baby, baby, baby

I got the opps goin crazy

Got the opps goin crazy, crazy

Glock on me, baby

Baby, baby, baby, baby

I got the bops goin brazy

Got the bops goin brazy, brazy

I'm calm to the bass when I turn up the music

Got a demon on my lap goin stupid

And she know what to do, how to move it

If I step out with you, they gon' lose it

Better come get your girl 'cause she choosin'

Too rich in the party, Mike Rubin

Got the sauce on me and it's oozin'

Lil Uzi, go stupid

Uh, came for the dubs, I ain't losin'

Don't confuse it, still ruthless

Make the weapon start sexin'

Sleep with the nina, she my best friend

Glock on me, baby

Baby, baby, baby, baby

I got the opps goin crazy

Got the opps goin crazy, crazy

Glock on me, baby

Baby, baby, baby, baby

I got the bops goin brazy

Got the bops goin brazy, brazy

Glock on me, baby

Baby, baby, baby, baby

I got the bops goin brazy

Got the bops goin brazy, brazy

Glock on me, baby

Baby, baby, baby, baby

I got the bops goin brazy

Got the bops goin brazy, brazy