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opps - indo lyrics

[chorus]
b-tch im yo’ opp!
shouts to the g and ’em streets
where they sparring & starving to eat
b-tch im yo’ opp!
got a dozen felonies but they shot him so lord rest in peace
hot on the block!
where they don’t call the police
cuz they lay ’em down under the sheet
rob for the guap!
boy cuz i don’t got the means
but i need me a patek phillippe

[verse–indo–]
b-tch i ain’t got the patience
underground like the mouse yeah i stayed in the bas-m-nt
and been too complacent
like radio-stations that always stay playin’ the same sh-t

but it’s time for the hard sh-t i came for the sparring
i’m picking dunking sunken buckets harden
bars are too jarring like outta sarcophagus
beauty on it like i played guitar with it
poker hold ’em i don’t show ‘em
no gold if yo b-tch -ss gon’ fold ’em
i head to the forum and roll up a rollup
in back of the stores that we broken ’em doors into

trying me b-tch im destroying you
coil you up and i treat you like toilets i soil you
i could be bobby and you could be whitney
but what is a lawyer gon’ do
kangol my cap like i’m turtle no sh-ll
phone call i got was from officer 12
they wanna lock up my block in a cell i ain’t talking so cops on a l
blue and red lights but i’m finna finesse
searching the whip i was in with the sesh
skunk in the trunk but he ain’t even check
cuz i wrote him a check to forget

[verse–willay–]
“that’s dynamic”

b-tch i’m yo pop
show me respect when you see me
i don’t do this sh-t for the cheese
came back to vegas for the summer breeze
i hate the heat but willay gotta eat
you know what i mean
you know what i sling
you know i rock it
im like yao ming
except a bit shorter and smoke every quarter
came from the desert but not by the border
p.s. f-ck the border
got me a mexican b-tch yeah her name is coco i support her
she a chihuahua and im an italiano
so you shouldn’t f-ck with my pasta

riding with shotguns
wait i mean im riding shotgun
and i do not promote the violence
i do not promote the silence
p.s. f-ck the sirens

[break]
this sh-t getting tiring
f-ck the president he wildin’
from the little big city
where the presidents keep piling
and we keep a couple diamonds
water around me like a island
and you can miss me with the driving
b-tch im way too busy smiling

- indo lyrics

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