YoungBoy Never Broke Again, The Game - O.P.P. lyrics

You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga

You's an opp if an opp with you
Ain't got time to play
Got this iced out AP on my wrist, bitch
I got time today
We off liquor, takin' shots, yeah
I brought my nine today
Catch a fish with the tartar sauce
Is what I'm tryna say
Told Paul, "Play the beat", did it
All from A to Z
Who the fuck fadin' me?
I bleed the scene, brand new AMG
Leave a nigga on A&E
Don't play with me, it ain't
No game with me
Just good aim with me
Your gang, that ain't no gang to me
You niggas lame to me
I went on two licks with two sticks
And two Crips for two days
With two TECs and two Ks
For new fit's and new Js
My new bitch go two ways, them bricks gone
It's too late
Them two blicks on two opps, take two shots
It's touché

Say you on your block and we gon'
Come and knock your block off
Say you on top and we gon'
Come and knock your top off
Oh, you in the drop, yeah
Them bullets gettin' dropped off
Say you poppin' shots
We won't let you get a shot off
Say you with the steppers
We gon' knock them niggas socks off
Say you want fire
We gon' come and turn the pots off
Gs all around me and we Gucci
Not the knockoff
Lookin' for them chickens in your kitchen
With the hot sauce

You an opp, you and opp and you know-
With the hot sauce
You an opp, you and opp and you know-
With the hot sauce
You an opp, you and opp and you know-
With the hot sauce
You an opp, you and opp and you know-
With the hot sauce

You a fuckin' opp, enemy, O.P.P., bitch
Play with me
Got .223s, bitch, swing at me
And resolve the bling
Dead body
Funerals and pallbearers for your team
Dirty chopper
Put the same nigga on it that had dissed me
They know about it
Say he want it with me, turned us out
We clap your ass
Do or die, it's you or me, killer get shot
I been on that
I been in them streets
Don't fuckin' listen what my pastor said
Since a child, my mama said
"He play and then you smash his ass"
I whacked the mans
Know they tryna count me out
Thirty round Glock and a photo just came out
They wonder, I'm hangin' out, baow, baow
I close his mouth
I'ma make sure that the nigga can't talk
Let him go in, catch him when he walk out
Know I want bitter, I'm
Straight out that North
Yeah

Say you on your block and we gon'
Come and knock your block off
Say you on top and we gon'
Come and knock your top off
Oh, you in the drop, yeah
Them bullets gettin' dropped off
Say you poppin' shots
We won't let you get a shot off
Say you with the steppers
We gon' knock them niggas socks off
Say you want fire
We gon' come and turn the pots off
Gs all around me and we Gucci
Not the knockoff
Lookin' for them chickens in your kitchen
With the hot sauce

You an opp, you and opp and you know-
With the hot sauce
You an opp, you and opp and you know-
With the hot sauce
You an opp, you and opp and you know-
With the hot sauce
You an opp, you and opp and you know-
With the hot sauce

You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga
You an opp nigga