VonOff1700 - Opps On Deck lyrics

(This a Nitti beat) yeah
Yeah, bitch (Yeah)
Bitch, free my brother (Yeah)
Bitch, free my brother
Bitch, free my brother, nigga
Bitch, free my— (Yeah) , yeah

When I'm in the county, hell
Nah, I don't play
Ain't none of that chillin' with
The opps on deck
I ain't even gon' speak on the opps
Them niggas not up on a crumb
They be duckin' the wreck
I seen a nigga get hit in his
Chest, he ain't know he was hit
He was holdin' his neck
I love when I'm chasin' him down 'cause
As soon as he hit that ground
I'm takin' his breath
I never needed a crowd


I was sixteen out gettin' wild all by myself
I ain't evеn gon' bap like I was just that
I was callin' Lil Three when
I needed somе help
Yeah, they might hang with the
Rappers and dress real good
But them niggas be gettin' the belt
I hate the police, stop playin' them games
Stop sayin' my name when the opps get nailed
Forever gon' stick to the code, before
I come out as a rat, i'll kill myself
Hell yeah, I'ma switch when shit get right
Everybody disappeared when shit went left
Bitch, I'm like a barber how I'm all on your
Head puttin' bullets all up in your hair
I'll go and f**k it all off
For a fit for them
Days I was broke and ain't
Have nothin' to wear
One of the opps just died and
They don't even post his ass
I don't think they care
Don't even go down that street 'cause the
Last time we spinned that block
Them niggas wasn't there
It was four shooters with switches and
Dracs for that little-ass boy
That shit wasn't fair
If he hang with the opps, I don't care
If he was two when he died
Flame his little ass up in the air
When we posted up, them niggas
Don't spin our block
Them little pussy boys wasn't there
I'll love you to death
I don't care 'bout money or clothes if
You loyal 'cause that shit rare
Can't even control these 308s
These bitches so big
It'll knock down a bear
None of the opps really want this smoke, this
Shit'll get worser than smokin' a square
Bitch