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letra de troll opps - getrichzay

[intro]
(ah, issa beam in this bit’, i told you, n-gga)
yeah (phew)

[chorus]
yeah, fan-ass opp keep trollin’ (fan-ass opp keep trollin’)
uh, f-ck n-gga mad ’cause we rollin’ his bruh (mad ass, mad)
high off these percs, i’m rollin’ (high off these percs, i’m rollin’)
uh, pourin’ up wock’ in my pineapple soda (wock’, wock’)
still in the field, b-tch, i step with a soldier (field)
n-ggas know once it’s smoke, ain’t gon’ never be over
tried to walk down with that chop, it was knockin’ me over
tried to run that drac’ (go), that b-tch f-cked up my shoulder (uh, phew)
[verse]
once it’s smoke, ain’t gon’ never be over
uh, glock in my coat, get to reachin’ (go), i blow
n-gga, don’t come shakin’ my hand (no), b-tch, i barely еven know you (barely evеn know)
f-ck around, tweak on a fan just for sayin’ he know
uh, they know i’m gettin’ that cheese, bread, bologna
ayy, i’m with my shooters, them n-ggas shootin’ better than kobe
he in the way (what?), this sh-t get you stepped right on
n-ggas ridin’ ’round with a mask on before corona
uh, hundred-round chop (hundred-round chop), hop in that car (that car), time to shoot up they corner (shoot up they, aight)
i ain’t finna beef with these lil’-ass opps (lil’-ass), big boy chop for the biggest sucker on here (big boy chop)
couldn’t get seen with that whack-ass thot (uh), i sent her home, it was four in the morning (uh, bye-bye)
i ain’t finna go back-to-back with no b-tch-ass opp
uh, i put a switch on the chop, this b-tch turned to transform’ (uh, frrt)
n-ggas ain’t outside, they put up
uh, cap-ass n-gga still in the house like cory
uh, b-tch say she pregnant (aight), f-ck ’round, take her tomorrow
we get the drop on an opp (gang), that’s the end of the story
i’m tryna buy me a house for like four days, though
ayy, b-tch, i got gang on the road with them choppers on board (board)
ayy, i met this ho, we been geeked just because we was bored
he was just dissin’ on live, now his ass in a morgue
uh, still with that gang, we gon’ keep it a core
uh, hop in that splat (yeah), do a hit out this ford
uh, throw the assist to my shooter, he scorin’ (uh, scorin’)
young rich shooter do a hit out a foreign
uh, spin through they block three times or more
uh, broke-ass n-gga keep on hatin’, he poor
yeah, faceshot soon as he open his door
run down, get up, steady i go hit him with more (hit him with more, go)
[chorus]
yeah, fan-ass opp keep trollin’ (fan-ass opp keep trollin’, go)
uh, f-ck n-gga mad ’cause we rollin’ his bruh (mad ass)
high off these percs, i’m rollin’ (high off these percs, i’m rollin’, go)
uh, pourin’ up wock’ in my pineapple soda (aight, wock’)
still in the field, b-tch, i step with a soldier (field)
n-ggas know once it’s smoke, ain’t gon’ never be over
tried to walk down with that chop, it was knockin’ me over (over)
tried to run that drac’, that b-tch f-cked up my shoulder

[outro]
yeah, fan-ass opp keep trollin’
uh, f-ck n-gga mad ’cause we rollin’ his brother
high off these percs, i’m rollin’
uh, pourin’ up wock’ in my pineapple soda
uh, still in the field, b-tch, i step with a soldier
these n-ggas know once it’s smoke, ain’t gon’ never be over
tried to walk down with that chop, it was knockin’ me over
tried to run down with that drac’, b-tch, i f-cked up my shoulder

- getrichzay

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