letra de new opp pack - ca$hbenton
[intro]
(my n-gga deltah in them pots)
[hook]
rollin’ up and smokin’ on dat new opp pack
puttin’ pressure on these n-ggas, flexin’ hard, like a ice attack
bros from my school ride for me, like a bulletproof vest
everywhere we go, we leave a mark, they know it’s the best
fine b-tches in my circle, it’s just how i live
had to cut them n-ggas off, it’s time for me to get active
f-ck 12, f-ck the jakes, we catch a body, bust his face
put them n-ggas on blast, off they ass, then get this cakе
[verse 1]
i roll wit my glock, got no time for the fakin’
catch the opps slippin’, got no plan for еscapin’
i’m gon’ take his b-tch, and smash her, they love how i flex
now he mad, i got her on my d-ck, she give me good s-x
i’m the king, while you snitchin’ like tekashi
yo’ crew full a clowns, n-gga, yo’ squad lookin’ nasty
ain’t no love for the rats, i’m talkin’ ’bout dat cheese
i pull the trigger hard, drop the body with ease
cops lurkin’ ’round, but i duck and i weave
goin’ to the top, n-gga, you better believe
wearin’ a mask, black-on-black clothes, watch me take a n-gga life
i’m gon’ let my heater blow, you better run for yo’ life
[hook]
rollin’ up and smokin’ on dat new opp pack
puttin’ pressure on these n-ggas, flexin’ hard, like a ice attack
bros from my school ride for me, like a bulletproof vest
everywhere we go, we leave a mark, they know it’s the best
fine b-tches in my circle, it’s just how i live
had to cut them n-ggas off, it’s time for me to get active
f-ck 12, f-ck the jakes, we catch a body, bust his face
put them n-ggas on blast, off they ass, then get this cake
[verse 2]
yo, charleston white, you’s a worldwide snitch, n-gga
talkin’ ’bout king von like he a goofy, you’s a b-tch, n-gga
i know you and ‘kashi talkin’ sh-t, close yo’ lips, n-gga
you better watch yo’ mouth, ‘fo i hit you wit my uzi, n-gga
now you pepper sprayin’ soulja boy, thought you tough as nails
but you the type a n-gga who gon’ tell, now you goin’ to h-ll
wanna talk about shooters? well, my .40 is legit
you a dead man walkin’, while yo’ whole crew is counterfeit
yo’ mouth need to chill, ‘fo this glock get this bussin’, n-gga
diddy with that baby oil stash, he a weird n-gga
beatin’ down cassie, man, i feel sorry for her
middle finger to the whole opps, i ain’t no peacemaker
[hook]
rollin’ up and smokin’ on dat new opp pack
puttin’ pressure on these n-ggas, flexin’ hard, like a ice attack
bros from my school ride for me, like a bulletproof vest
everywhere we go, we leave a mark, they know it’s the best
fine b-tches in my circle, it’s just how i live
had to cut them n-ggas off, it’s time for me to get active
f-ck 12, f-ck the jakes, we catch a body, bust his face
put them n-ggas on blast, off they ass, then get this cake
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