
oppy with a chance of get backs - donny g (mi) lyrics
[intro]
city 17
yeah
[verse 1]
who just got rolled into a blunt? (okay)
it’s one out of the four n*ggas we got back last month (that’s true)
we don’t need a green screen to pull off any stunt (we don’t)
you cannot afford to make me mad, it say, it say, it say insufficient funds, uh (godd*mn)
you fake tough n*ggas is tiring (okay)
b*tch, i’ve been around more bass than beats wireless (yeah)
gat with the small flash like a pd12 (d*mn)
you gon’ be assed out like a bbl (grrt)
step into the function lookin’ dapper (okay)
i be gettin’ cheese (what?), take ’em from the crackers (what else?)
b*tch, i keep a tec (okay), i don’t need a hacker (i don’t)
they say that i’m raw (uh*huh), they know i’m a rapper
[chorus]
just another lame n*gga got his chain sn*tched (yeah)
it’s gon’ be in blood if you ever get it back (don’t try)
what’s the weather like, so i can know how to dress? (okay)
forecast say oppy with a chance of get*backs (godd*mn)
keep spinnin’ the block ’til everybody dead (uh*huh)
put money on my neck while i put money on yo’ head (okay)
he trippin’, tryna run away, don’t let him get up again (d*mn)
shoot that boy again, again, again, again, again (grrt)
[verse 2]
hold on, i’m loco (yeah)
clowning, bozo (okay)
get the club jumpin’, pogo (d*mn)
flash ’em from the angle like a photo (what else?)
walk into the opps’ hood solo (brrt)
n*ggas gotta pay me for a feature and the promo (they do)
if there’s a situation, i’ma dead it (yeah)
keep the toast, no b*tter for spreading (nuh*uh)
yes, b*tch, i’m sick, i need a medic
all these jewels on my neck like i said something that was antisemitic (haha)
move, b*tch, ‘fore i get ludacris and grab the big arm (uh*uh)
if you don’t f*ck with donny, find a big d*ck to l!ck on, b*tch (baow)
[chorus]
just another lame n*gga got his chain sn*tched (yeah)
it’s gon’ be in blood if you ever get it back (don’t try)
what’s the weather like, so i can know how to dress? (okay)
forecast say oppy with a chance of get*backs (godd*mn)
keep spinnin’ the block ’til everybody dead (uh*huh)
put money on my neck while i put money on yo’ head (okay)
he trippin’, tryna run away, don’t let him get up again (d*mn)
shoot that boy again, again, again, again, again (grrt)
hahaha
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