BSlime – Opp Top Lyrics

BSlime – Opp Top Lyrics

Opp Top Lyrics By BSlime

[Intro]
He talkin’ too gangster like he get this shit, nigga
Like nigga, you know we don’t front screw with a nigga
Like we put niggas on front page line on this shit, nigga
(8-8-8-8-808 Mafia)
You know what I’m sayin’? You got to shut the fuck up lil’ boy
(You are so lame)

[Chorus]
He talkin’ too crazy, he actin’ too gangster, we put his ass right on the front page (Pussy)
You know we some gangsters, these niggas too fishy, we making their block through the underway (Wow)
We shot off at opps, you know they’ll flock, we fuck ’em up right in the run way (Come here)
I’m one of the opps, that think they gon’ pop, I’m sprayin’ this shit like thе front sway
Pop a opp top, yeah, pop a opp top (Pop ’em)
Pop a opp top, yeah, pop a opp top (Ayе, come here, nigga)
Pop a opp top, yeah (With yo’ bitch ass), pop a opp top (Yeah, around)
Pop a opp top, yeah, pop a opp top

[Verse]
That Draco break him down, got him screaming, “Mama please” (Mama)
I heard that bitch wanna suck my dick, I told her, “Yes indeed” (Suck it)
I told my dawg I ain’t fuck wit’ no opp hoe, all these hoes get freezed (Ah)
You poppin’ at niggas and droppin’ the top, we ridin’ easy breeze (Slatt)
Call up a chopper, we killin’ the problem, don’t nobody walk, we walkin’ them up (Shut up)
We wanna catch him, you know we jack him, we put him on air and we gon’ play like a possum (Catch him)
Shut it up, shut it up, you ’bout to get him up, I got to hit him up, we finna pick him up
I had to pull down on my stick up, they wanna play the blame game, that’s a Britch truck
These niggas cappin’ like they really killin’, but these niggas really ain’t killin’ shit
I had to go get the motherfuckin’ beetles, I brung all the beetles in all it (Whoa)
I-I had to ice my wrist up, yeah, ’cause my wrist might fuck yo’ bitch (On my wrist)
Steppin’ on niggas, you know I’m the biggest, you know I’ma kill ’em quick (Slatt)

[Chorus]
He talkin’ too crazy, he actin’ too gangster, we put his ass right on the front page (Pussy)
You know we some gangsters, these niggas too fishy, we making their block through the underway (Wow)
We shot off at opps, you know they’ll flock, we fuck ’em up right in the run way (Come here)
I’m one of the opps, that think they gon’ pop, I’m sprayin’ this shit like the front sway
Pop a opp top, yeah, pop a opp top (Pop ’em)
Pop a opp top, yeah, pop a opp top (Aye, come here, nigga)
Pop a opp top, yeah (With yo’ bitch ass), pop a opp top (Yeah, around)
Pop a opp top, yeah, pop a opp top