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letra de opp pack - miikey od

[intro – both]
aye, turn that sh-t up mxtt
aye, aye
b-tch (go)
whatchu on? (who the f-ck?)
hahaha
trademark!

[chorus – both]
b-tch, i got some guns that i don’t use no more (i don’t use no more)
i got ’em buried in the backyard by the studio
i heard these n-ggas want some smoke
well what you waitin’ for? (what you waitin’ for?)
i heard yo’ b-tch wan’ eat my d-ck
well come on, face it hoe
i put opps in the backwood (go)
smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (brrt)
i just put opps in the backwood (yeah)
smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (what, what, what, what)
i just put opps in the- (hahaha, yeah)

[verse 1 – miikey od]
casket, i got a bad b-tch
she on some cash sh-t (oooh)
bullets out the choppa, now yo’ family on some sad sh-t (do-do-do)
hunnid rounds, now you better sprint, i’m talkin’ fast, quick
hunnid rounds, sucka, you ain’t gon’ make it, that’s yo ass b-tch (brrt)
them bullets [?], i call them b-tches cheeto flakes
yo b-tch, she wanna make it out my dm, she can’t see my place
the choppa loud, shoot you in yo car, now have you screechin’ brakes
b-tch, hit the ground, make dc kick the door and i’m gon’ search the place (skrrt)
trademark on the beat, so it’s a body bag (sh, sh)
and if my youngin’ sn-tch yo chain, you cannot buy it back (gimme that sh-t)
i push the pushstart on the coupe and now i’m flyin’ past (nyoom)
i started off finessin’ cars and now i’m buyin’ bags (let’s go, go, go)
[chorus – both]
b-tch, i got some guns that i don’t use no more
i got ’em buried in the backyard by the studio (they in the back, b-tch)
i heard these n-ggas want some smoke
well what you waitin’ for? (do-do-do)
i heard yo’ b-tch wan’ eat my d-ck (hahaha)
well come on, face it hoe
i put opps in the backwood
smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (go, hahaha)
i just put opps in the backwood (yeah)
smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (what, what, what, what)
i just put opps in the-

[verse 2 – dc the don]
yuh, i just put him in his grave (what)
n-gga talkin’ sl!ck, i swear to god he get slayed (boom, boom, boom)
b-tch i’m zoomin’ through, so stay the f-ck out my way (f-ck out my way)
b-tch, i’m ridin’ vlone, stay the f-ck off my wave (yuh)
he talkin’ static, he don’t really want it (huh)
f-ck all that cappin’ i keep it 100 (yea)
i’m chasin’ my rings, b-tch i feel like i’m sonic
my b-tch speak ebonics, i met her at onyx (yea)
yo b-tch suckin’ d-ck while i’m readin’ my comics (huh)
do-do-do aimin’ it right at yo bonnet
i’m so disrespectful, i gotta be honest
i’m wrappin’ my w-lly, don’t need no adonis (yea)
nah, yuh, he don’t want no smoke (what, b-tch!)
dc, i’m gon push yo trap, b-tch i feel like the pope
who the f-ck these n-ggas, that came knockin’ at my door (who the f-ck is these n-ggas?)
we gon’ cut up all his limbs and put the opp pack on the stove (ha)
[chorus – both]
b-tch, i got some guns that i don’t use no more (i don,t what?)
i got ’em buried in the backyard by the studio
i heard these n-ggas want some smoke
well what you waitin’ for? (what the f-ck is you waitin’ for?)
i heard yo’ b-tch wan’ eat my d-ck
well come on, face it hoe (what)
i put opps in the backwood
smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (yeah)
i just put opps in the backwood
smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (what, what, what, what)
i just put opps in the- (yeah)

[outro – dc the don]
ha, yeah
huh, roll ’em up

- miikey od

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