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opp wit a glock - jay saad lyrics

(hook):
i caught an opp wit a glock get popped
can’t f-ck wit a hoe or a thot
i be riding round the city in a drop
sipping on drank and we stacking up the guap
riding round the city, with a bad lil bitty
show me -ss and some t-tties
where the bag and imma get it?
take everything wit it
got the gang getting busy
coz i heard he tryna’ run up
know the strap ain’t missin’

(verse 1):
run up flip the pack up in the street
i just keep on counting up a hunnid every week
imma do my thang make a hunnid in my sleep
ridin’ wit a 40 and you know that imma creep
pulled up in a foreign pourin’ 6 yeah
don’t step on my raf this sh-t is mink yeah
diamonds they be drippin’ like a sink yeah
f-cked that b-tch now her friend just wanna link yeah
count my bands, count my bands, stack the dough
shawty bad, shawty bad but she a hoe
i got the pack roll the gas smokin o’s
count my racks money fast ain’t ever slow
i just copped a brand new whip
bussdown glock that’s a brand new drip
your trap ain’t sh-t, thats a brand new lick
now i’m counting money with a brand new b-tch

(verse 2):
im the type of youngin’ that’ll pull up in a whip
be the same one, to f-ck u up then f-ck your b-tch
shawty all up on me and she wanna take a pic
i sit back, i relax, gimme brain, take a hit
pull up with the choppa and you know i’m finna slide thru
shawty said sit back i’ll f-ck it up just lemme ride you
i just be cruisin in the drop down the 9 2
pay no mind to the opp, glock on my side shoe
how you livin, tell me how how you livin
money on my mind imma run up the digits
i keep it real i got respect for all my b-tches
or should i say my women, f-ck though we in it
coz all these b-tches thotties
your girl she give that sloppy
my goons they catching bodies
and i’m riding round just wit a shotty
meet me at the party
imma take you to the lobby
oh now she wanna link coz i pulled up in a rari

- jay saad lyrics

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