letra de my opponent - damar taylor
(aye d come bless the bottle mane)
[intro: boogee]
(ahh ah ah)
(helpsqua)
(brrrt splat)
[chorus 1: damar taylor]
who want smoke?
who want static?
b-tch i’m on it (you know i’m on that sh-t f-ck n—-)
f-ck that cappin’
n—- show me
my opponent (ahh ah ah)(my opponent)
my opponent (my opponent)
my opponent (my opponent)
i’m ‘bout action
n—- show me
my opp—
[verse 1: boogee]
we ‘da ones with the bl!cks in this b-tch (with the bl!cks in this b-tch)
catch me out in traffic i maneuver with the stick
that n—- all cap, he ain’t a shooter he a b-tch
i ‘on even like to rap, i’d rather go and make a hit
cop five flip ten, me and my plug best friends
the opp died yesterday, we ‘ont know who him is
i ‘ont gotta say much, the opps know what i did
still ain’t did sh-t to me, and they know where i live (uh)
say, i left blood in the streets
f-ckin’ with lil’ baby, i left cum on the seats
she gon’ suck d-ck ‘til it’s cum on her t–th
can’t even buy a gun, and these bums wanna beef (what)
say (uh) i really be one deep
like fifty shots on me when i’m slidin’ over east
i told my n—- don’t tweak, i got the drop where they be
i’m really up three, still ‘ill do this sh-t for free (uh)
say
[chorus 2: damar taylor]
who want smoke?
who want static?
b-tch i’m on it (b-tch i’m on it)
f-ck that cappin’
n—- show me
my opponent (my opponent)
my opponent (my opponent)
my opponent (my opponent)
i’m ‘bout action
n—- show me
-static-
[verse 2: damar taylor]
i don’t trust a soul, i might die for that sh-t b-tch
but i gotta pole, bodies flop when this bl!ck kick
take a n—- soul, shoot yo’ fade ‘til this b-tch cl!ck (brrrt)
got a d-ck on this nine, and it’s straight so it hit cl-ts
leave a n—- stank, like this dank that’s an armpit
ar put a shotty to yo’ body, now you uzi with the arm sh-t
quit all of dat cappin’ you must be an opp, gossiping
doin’ all that tellin, you must be a cop
i’m a hustler (i’m a dawg)
i’m a hustler (i’m a dawg)
i’m a hustler, i’m a dawg b-tch
could give a f-ck what you say
and i make plays and i make calls b-tch
now i know where you staying
i move shiesty, we ain’t cut the same
now i know all yo’ friends
i don’t box, hoe this ain’t amazon
but i’ll deliver this fan
let this stick blow like a clarinet
but i don’t play in no band
i get green and i smoke green lil’ hoe
while i run up this band
i’m big alpha f-ck you mean lil’ hoe
but my opps understand n—-
[chorus 3: damar taylor]
who want smoke?
who want static?
b-tch i’m on it (b-tch i’m on it)
f-ck that cappin’
n—- show me
my opponent (my opponent)
my opponent (my opponent)
my opponent (my opponent)
i’m ‘bout action
n—- show me
my opponent
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