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WickSlugg - Opp Party Lyrics



WickSlugg - Opp Party Lyrics
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Yeah freaks in an out at the spot make em get gone
He was talking to much an that shit got his head blown
Got em upset cause he don't know what I'm on
An I'm smoking gas
That shit got me gone
Can't let em trick me so I got a flip phone
Get some mouth from that bitch while the tv on sitcom
He tried to reach an got pop boy you dumb
Turn me up I'm bussing the speakers
In the can with a knife
I felt like the reaper
She ate the whole gang he knew he couldn't keep her
The streets washed up he keep falling deeper
Mood flow I'm retarded
Bad lil bitch got a body like bardi
I spot a opp get to shooting up the party
I'm in vip tell valet to park it
I'm still in the trenches where niggas can't go
My unc got the bags an they going for the low
Put that boy in a leaf then i roll me some dope
I'm f*cking her throat an trynna make her choke
He got close to me so I pop threw the coat
I'm really insane I'm looking for hope
I know how to aim I don't need a scope
She throwing that ass she don't need a pole
I really want money not friends
4th of July I was popping FN
Pull up in truck then we leave in a benz
Ain't no spinning em once we gone spin em again
We got it lit when we step
Roll em an cook em they call me a chef
Ain't bout no money I'm playing em death
I jumped in that water an came out like felt
Yeah freaks in an out at the spot make em get gone
He was talking to much an that shit got his head blown
Got em upset cause he don't know what I'm on
An I'm smoking gas
That shit got me gone
Can't let em trick me so I got a flip phone
Get some mouth from that bitch while the tv on sitcom
He tried to reach an got pop boy you dumb
Turn me up I'm bussing the speakers
In the can with a knife
I felt like the reaper
She ate the whole gang he knew he couldn't keep her
The streets washed up he keep falling deeper
Mood flow I'm retarded
Bad lil bitch got a body like bardi
I spot a opp get to shooting up the party
I'm in vip tell valet to park it
Lil bory like curry when he shooting that 30
I know some young niggas sliding they ain't like murder
Shoota he pop out an go get it active
That bih get to talkn I'ma tweak an just wrap em
Upgrade the 150 this banchee here faster
On the westside with my bradas
We riding wit some cuttaz
Wasn't worrying bout that but I know how to hustle
She pull out my dick an I didn't even touch her
Big backwood when I'm riding threw the west
Play tiktac toe when I hit your chest
I was in school with that blick in my desk
They call me retarded wasn't nun like the rest
These bitches be hopping I call em a pest
This shit in my head I be moving my best
I said f*ck that lil label couldn't settle for lest
He know I'll flip em I didn't have to press
Yeah freaks in an out at the spot make em get gone
He was talking to much an that shit got his head blown
Got em upset cause he don't know what I'm on
An I'm smoking gas
That shit got me gone
Can't let em trick me so I got a flip phone
Get some mouth from that bitch while the tv on sitcom
He tried to reach an got pop boy you dumb
Turn me up I'm bussing the speakers
In the can with a knife
I felt like the reaper
She ate the whole gang he knew he couldn't keep her
The streets washed up he keep falling deeper
Mood flow I'm retarded
Bad lil bitch got a body like bardi
I spot a opp get to shooting up the party
I'm in vip tell valet to park it
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Yeah freaks in an out at the spot make em get gone
He was talking to much an that shit got his head blown
Got em upset cause he don't know what I'm on
An I'm smoking gas
That shit got me gone
Can't let em trick me so I got a flip phone
Get some mouth from that bitch while the tv on sitcom
He tried to reach an got pop boy you dumb
Turn me up I'm bussing the speakers
In the can with a knife
I felt like the reaper
She ate the whole gang he knew he couldn't keep her
The streets washed up he keep falling deeper
Mood flow I'm retarded
Bad lil bitch got a body like bardi
I spot a opp get to shooting up the party
I'm in vip tell valet to park it
I'm still in the trenches where niggas can't go
My unc got the bags an they going for the low
Put that boy in a leaf then i roll me some dope
I'm f*cking her throat an trynna make her choke
He got close to me so I pop threw the coat
I'm really insane I'm looking for hope
I know how to aim I don't need a scope
She throwing that ass she don't need a pole
I really want money not friends
4th of July I was popping FN
Pull up in truck then we leave in a benz
Ain't no spinning em once we gone spin em again
We got it lit when we step
Roll em an cook em they call me a chef
Ain't bout no money I'm playing em death
I jumped in that water an came out like felt
Yeah freaks in an out at the spot make em get gone
He was talking to much an that shit got his head blown
Got em upset cause he don't know what I'm on
An I'm smoking gas
That shit got me gone
Can't let em trick me so I got a flip phone
Get some mouth from that bitch while the tv on sitcom
He tried to reach an got pop boy you dumb
Turn me up I'm bussing the speakers
In the can with a knife
I felt like the reaper
She ate the whole gang he knew he couldn't keep her
The streets washed up he keep falling deeper
Mood flow I'm retarded
Bad lil bitch got a body like bardi
I spot a opp get to shooting up the party
I'm in vip tell valet to park it
Lil bory like curry when he shooting that 30
I know some young niggas sliding they ain't like murder
Shoota he pop out an go get it active
That bih get to talkn I'ma tweak an just wrap em
Upgrade the 150 this banchee here faster
On the westside with my bradas
We riding wit some cuttaz
Wasn't worrying bout that but I know how to hustle
She pull out my dick an I didn't even touch her
Big backwood when I'm riding threw the west
Play tiktac toe when I hit your chest
I was in school with that blick in my desk
They call me retarded wasn't nun like the rest
These bitches be hopping I call em a pest
This shit in my head I be moving my best
I said f*ck that lil label couldn't settle for lest
He know I'll flip em I didn't have to press
Yeah freaks in an out at the spot make em get gone
He was talking to much an that shit got his head blown
Got em upset cause he don't know what I'm on
An I'm smoking gas
That shit got me gone
Can't let em trick me so I got a flip phone
Get some mouth from that bitch while the tv on sitcom
He tried to reach an got pop boy you dumb
Turn me up I'm bussing the speakers
In the can with a knife
I felt like the reaper
She ate the whole gang he knew he couldn't keep her
The streets washed up he keep falling deeper
Mood flow I'm retarded
Bad lil bitch got a body like bardi
I spot a opp get to shooting up the party
I'm in vip tell valet to park it
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Writer: Antonio Lee
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Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Antonio Lee

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