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dead opps (the drop) - otf trench lyrics

[intro: otf trench]
(chopsquad)
(young chop on the beat, b*tch!)
yeah, y’all n*ggas know what the f*ck going on
otf, 300, we don’t play that p*ssy sh*t
since ’03 i been drilling this sh*t, you heard?
ayy von, let’s show these p*ssy ass 4*ktrey n*ggas how we rock
f*ck 4*k, f*ck savannah, b*tch!
(grah, grah!)

[verse 1: otf trench]
b*tch i’m a vet in this sh*t, i been k!lling since ’03, you a p*ssy b*tch (b*tch!)
f*ck nba, f*ck youngboy, we’ll leave that n*gga in a ditch (in the mud!)
i heard that n*gga rondo p*ssy, he a snake, he a little snitch (snitch n*gga!)
i’m 29 and still sliding, f*ck a rap, i’ll make the switch (grah, grah!)
every godd*mn line i’m cursing, f*ck you and your whole godd*mn cl!ck (f*ck ’em!)
we caught him at the gas station, left that p*ssy n*gga sick (he dead!)
i’m otf, i’m really with it, f*ck that green flag, suck a d*ck (suck it!)
we don’t do no internet beefing, we just let the motherf*cking hammer fl!ck (boom!)
b*tch, i’m a savage, i’m a menace, f*ck your life and f*ck your kin (f*ck ’em all!)
i’m smoking on that dump pack, b*tch, i’m sinning for the win (smoking loud!)
you talk that sh*t on instagram, but n*gga where the f*ck you been? (where you at?)
i’m in baton rouge right now, f*cker, come and let me in (i’m here!)
i’m a grown ass man, i’ll beat your ass then shoot your f*cking face (face shots!)
f*ck the law, f*ck the judge, b*tch, i’m beating every case (i’m out!)
you a little boy to me, i’ll put you in your f*cking place (little n*gga!)
dissing von? dissing durk? b*tch, we’ll wipe you off the sp*ce (grah!)
i got 30 in the glock, i got 50 in the drac’ (big 50!)
i’ll hop out that trackhawk and leave a n*gga in a lake (splash!)
you ain’t no gangster, you a dancer, b*tch, you fake, you really fake (cap!)
i’m otf 29, i’m the one they couldn’t break (never!)
f*ck the opps, f*ck the ops, we’ll k!ll ’em for a f*cking steak (eat ’em up!)
every time we slide, somebody mama gotta bake a cake (funeral!)
[chorus: otf trench & king von]
the opps got a party, i just got the lo’, i bet you we beat ’em there (we there!)
they ain’t think i was coming, this ho sent the drop, i bet you they see me there (grah, grah!)
the opps got a party, i just got the lo’, i bet you i beat ’em there (on o*block!)
they ain’t think i was coming, this ho sent the drop, i bet you they see me there (blrrrd!)

[verse 2: king von]
(von!)
see, now i’m p*ssed off, p*ssy n*gga, now i’m in your hood (i’m here!)
i’m with trench, he a vet, wish a p*ssy n*gga would (what?)
i heard quando talkin’ crazy, like he really f*cking good (he ain’t!)
but he a hoe, i knew his sister, yeah, that p*ssy understood (i hit that!)
ayy, look, i’m from the 6, i’m from the o, we really do the hit (o*block!)
i see youngboy in that house, he a b*tch, he ain’t sh*t (he a hoe!)
he wearing makeup like a girl, tell that n*gga get a grip (b*tch!)
i’ll catch him out in utah, put a bullet in his hip (grah, grah!)
and f*ck that 4*k sh*t, we 6*0, we really f*cking active (we is!)
i’ll see you at the show, n*gga, that’s when it get tragic (boom!)
i’m a king, i’m a goat, p*ssy n*gga, you a maggot (little n*gga!)
i got a bad b*tch from savannah, she gon’ help me f*cking bag it (she told!)
i’m sliding in a rental, f*ck a bentley, f*ck a wraith (vroom!)
i’m looking for that n*gga lul timm, i’ll put him in a grave (dead!)
you n*ggas think you tough ’cause you got guns? b*tch, be brave (what?)
i’ll walk you down, no mask on, show you how i f*cking behave (von!)
b*tch, i’m 19 for 0, i don’t never f*cking miss (never!)
i’ll put a hole in your head, n*gga, f*ck a little kiss (mwah!)
you dissing t*roy? now your mama’s house is on the list (on the list!)
i’m a demon, i’m a savage, b*tch, i’m really with the risks (grah!)
f*ck nba, f*ck the industry, they all some p*ssy hoes (f*ck ’em!)
i’m otf, i’m 300, b*tch, i’m sticking to the code (the code!)
if i see you, it’s a murder, p*ssy n*gga, on the road (boom, boom!)
i’ll leave you leaking in the street, n*gga, watch your soul explode (von!)
[chorus: otf trench & king von]
the opps got a party, i just got the lo’, i bet you we beat ’em there (we there!)
they ain’t think i was coming, this ho sent the drop, i bet you they see me there (grah, grah!)
the opps got a party, i just got the lo’, i bet you i beat ’em there (on o*block!)
they ain’t think i was coming, this ho sent the drop, i bet you they see me there (blrrrd!)

[outro: otf trench]
yeah
otf. 300
trench and von, n*gga
don’t ever get it f*cked up
since ’03 i been doing this sh*t
you n*ggas just rappers
we really drillers
f*ck nba
f*ck quando
f*ck 4*k
long live the real, f*ck the fake
(grah, grah!)
(chopsquad!)

- otf trench lyrics

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