Jay175k - Running Opps

And all the other other opps better run baby run, faster then my gun, blast at em for fun
And all the other other opps better run baby run, faster then my gun, blast at em for fun

I woke up this morning, I'm fly as bitch
Lame ass hoe, try suck on my dick
If I ever get rich, invest in brick
Think I'm blind, I'm clutching a stick
Ain't got opps, cause all they dead
Say what I want, I'm never scared
I still the Glock hanging out the jeans
They think I'm pussy don't run in my genes
She like a squirrel, she swollow da nut
I just bought a glock and it came with kit
He run up on me, he got shot in his shit
He thought he was tough now his head got split
I fell inlove with a hoe, but I quit
I just bought a glock and it came with kit
We pop out a party, they know that lit
Whole lotta gas, he look like a bitch. So I'm setting a lick

And all the other other opps better run baby run, faster then my gun, blast at em for fun
And all the other other opps better run baby run, faster then my gun, blast at em for fun

I'm bacc in the hood, clutching on da rod
I'm not magician, they pulling my card
Fuck nigga play he get shot in his face
I still pray to god, I go free on the case
Whole lotta money, I'm strapped with a glock
Dirty bitch gone swollow my kids
I probably go broke the day, I get rich
Cause I gotta alot of guns, gotta buy
Nigga want smoke, get sent to the sky
Can't go sleep, less I'm clutching fire
Aint getting some money, yeah bitch you lied
I fell inlove and I wanted to die
the day that he try is the day that he die
let him play and he get hit with that fire
Still pray to god I go free on the case
Let him come in and get shot in his face

And all the other other opps better run baby run, faster then my gun, blast at em for fun
And all the other other opps better run baby run, faster then my gun, blast at em for fun

I walk in the house, I'm strapped with glitz
I get money, and running a away
If you aint bout money, don't get in my face
How you dawg, but really a rat
The plug in the city, he came with the pack
Go catch you body, I'll throw you a rack
He breaking yo head, just to get em check
I been had stripes, never wore addidas
Whole lotta money, ain't nobody feed us
I went it out and got this shit by myself
I was alone tryna ask for help
So it's just me and the glock on my belt
I feed em a bullet, ask him how it felt
That big body bullet, I bet that it burn
I don't dick ride. I'm wait my turn
Feed em a bullet, I bet that it burn

And all the other other opps better run baby run, faster then my gun, blast at em for fun
And all the other other opps better run baby run, faster then my gun, blast at em for fun

Written by:
Jason Vega

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