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(Thank you, Fizzle) Yeah, see an opp, drop the whole dub (Smoov, what's good, baby?) Nigga, I ain't got no manners in this bitch Yeah, see an opp, drop the whole dub Yeah, boy, you better not panic in this whip Yeah, head high, nigga, nose up Opps always postin' on the 'Gram, never post up And I'll get your main mans gone, go and post bruh Nigga, when my lil' bro died, I ain't post nothin' We was slidin' down the opps' block on a ghost hunt Nigga talkin' 'bout that he a slime, why your nose run? I ain't even have my gun, why your folks run? Dumb nigga, that is not a Glock, that's a ghost gun Opp nigga thought I went broke, then he woke up Nigga, that is not a bald fade, that's a bowl cut Niggas always askin' for a favor like I owe somethin' This nigga hit every single 'Wood, he ain't roll one And I'll hit your bitch in your bed, nigga, so what? Slid down my block and got hit, he had no luck The lil' bitch tried to throw it back, she had no buns I can't do a song with you, nigga, you got no buzz Who the fuck this lil' nigga is? I don't know cuz Yeah, I ain't got no manners in this bitch She open doors up for me, got no manners with the bitch Nigga, you ain't tryna slide, then I'm handlin' it then Letras de cancionesHeard the opps in the party, damn near ran up in that bitch Diss who? Diss the gang, gotta stand up on that shit Pull up to an opp grave, get to standin' on that shit Touch who? Touch me? You lose the hand up off your wrist Won't stand up for your niggas, but'll stand up for a bitch, on the gang, nigga Yeah, I ain't got no manners in this bitch Pull out the Ace of Spades with the whole club We all know that I snuck hammer in this bitch Mean faces get you killed, nigga, don't mug I'm on the block gangbangin' with my friends Just bought a chop, I'm tryna spank 'em when we spin Hop in my ride, bitch, I'm on the road to riches I do 'em filthy, then start crackin' on the witness Bottega shoes, but the shirt say Marni Rollie watch, but all the bracelets is Carti I'm always passin' back to back, so you heard of me Smash safe after I leave, Mr. Burglary If I go buy Chanel, then that's regular If they give my brother a bail, hit my cellular He always penny pinchin', nigga, go spend that shit Park the Wraith in my hood, I'm from the trenches, bitch Glocks since nine, all he know is red rum He been quiet, he been tryna tape somethin' Niggas be subbin', but they ain't never did nothin' Angel on my head, it's gon' watch me, I'm all alone Tryna do everything I do, them niggas clones Pop up in they hood with no jewelry, get 'em gone If he speak upon my homie, then we on him Say the wrong thing, he a goner This nigga mad about a bitch, I don't even want her Tell them niggas bend block if they want war Unload a whole Glock, it clickin', tryna get more Rich niggas in this room, shut the door Bro, I ain't got no manners in this bitch Yeah, see an opp, drop the whole dub Boy, you better not panic in this whip Yeah, we see an opp, drop the whole dub Yeah, nigga, where I'm from, they don't show love Heard when they start, then it goes up Yeah, pull up on your block where you post up We'll put your mans on a poster From Letras Mania