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letra de new opps - timo

[intro]
yeah, yeah
f-ck them dead n-ggas, i smoke new opps
f-ck them dead n-ggas, i smoke new opps
f-ck them dead n-ggas, i smoke new opps
(ayy, don, this beat)

[verse]
flocka got head tap, i smoke coogi pack
[?] some goofies, [?] got [?] now
see them faces and get active, switches on they ass
thinkin’ that you low, your b-tch get you smashed
pop out, let this glock do the [?] dance
bud bud froze ass died, had a heart attack
take a rapper chain, this n-gga done bought it back
smokin’ bud bud now, i’m talkin’ about [?] ’em
gudda was my favorite, d-mn, they slide on him
lil folks used to call me, he don’t call no more
f-ck bubz, hype ass n-gga overdose
we ain’t shootin’ from no distance, shoot him over close
i lost blood in this sh-t, it’s forever smoke
tryna catch a opp loose, make him crash the boat
catch a opp, make him p–p, thought he seen a ghost
have you ever [?] so close that blood got on your clothes?
all that drive-by sh-t ain’t gon’ work no more
chase a n-gga down like, “where you finna go?”
n-ggas goin’ out sad in front designer stores
tryna get his d-ck wet, he got wet some more
thinkin’ with his d-ck, now they got your lo’
[?] shoot up a house, we can get it on
this sh-t [?], we post up they door
you get caught on [?] sh-t, might no make it home
don’t get caught on live screamin’ like, “lil dee, no”
f-ck cess, p-ss on that b-tch like she p-ssed on herself
yeah, uh, step on a b-tch
he used to be a shooter, he a f-ckin’ snitch
12 sn-tch me up, i ain’t with this sh-t
i usually wait for black and white but i knew that he snitched
want some smoke? boy, come get this sh-t
walk a n-gga down, hit him in his sh-t
i don’t gotta say sh-t, fat ho eat the d-ck
and i got a b-tch, you can’t record sh-t
[outro]
yeah, yeah, that’s how i know i’m lit
they just k!lled his man, yeah, lil’ shorty sick
yeah, eat the clip, n-ggas not on sh-t
only reason you hear about my l’s ’cause i am who i am
took a rapper sh-t, he ain’t do—
took a rapper sh-t, he ain’t do sh-t but diss
yeah, i speak facts, a lot of n-ggas be cap
this that old timmy, yeah, yeah
yeah, oh, yeah, old timmy
they want that old timmy, f-ck it, smokin’—
yeah, uh, yeah, yeah

- timo

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