opp shit - bren dan lyrics
verse 1: brendan
b*tch im on my opp sh*t
b*tches know imma cop sh*t
sh*ttin on these b*tches clean sweep, thats mop sh*t
hit her with no rubber, she the top b*tch
if she done blew me, she a cop b*tch
she better know how to rap, i ain’t f*ckin with a pop b*tch
you a piece of trash that got littered, on some wap sh*t
i dont care if you finna gag, dont stop b*tch
aim on point, dont need no scope b*tch
wrist so cold, imma hit a slope b*tch
just cope b*tch
you a nope b*tch
smokin dope b*tch
on some dope sh*t
your b*tch a wh0re, i bet the pope hit
yeah imma double cross
im smokin moss
just take this loss
im the boss
yeah do your job
eatin that p*ssy likе corn on the cob
b*tch i f*ckin run the mob
throw up some bands likе a mothaf*ckin lob
chorus: brendan
on my opp sh*t
i ain’t ever f*ckin with a thot b*tch
you sleepin on me in a cot sh*t
ice cold but im still hot b*tch
on my opp sh*t
i ain’t ever f*ckin with a thot b*tch
you sleepin on me in a cot sh*t
ice cold but im still hot b*tch
verse 2: brendan
he opened his mouth but n0body heard what he said
cause i pulled up to his house and started sprayin lead
one of the bullets hit him on the head
for a second i watched while he lay there and bled
then i hopped in my getaway car and fled
his brother put him in the truck, and to the hospital he sped
he was dying as he lay on the hospital bed
and his family started crying when he was pr*nounced dead
cops lookin for me, i was already on the interstate
i had to meet your girl for a dinner date
to keep it a hunnid, a hunnid is my winnin rate
i school these hoes, yeah educate
im a good teacher, so i make sure they graduate
little miss independent, she dont need me to advocate
your leg i’ll have to amputate
no sedative when i operate
me you could never replicate
her p*ssy imma penetrate
these b*tches ain’t sh*t, they never have to defecate
these hoes need to show some ettiquite
down on your knees, you better beg for it
got a bust down diamond chain, paid an arm and leg for it
now i need a good leg and foot, i guess i can’t call meg for it
to be fair, she would only want a keg for it
she want a kid, she got an egg for it
chorus: brendan
on my opp sh*t
i ain’t ever f*ckin with a thot b*tch
you sleepin on me in a cot sh*t
ice cold but im still hot b*tch
on my opp sh*t
i ain’t ever f*ckin with a thot b*tch
you sleepin on me in a cot sh*t
ice cold but im still hot b*tch
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