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lirik lagu oppland – swiss gambino

producer tag: “hoodwitanotha1”

[verse] *
f*ck it, let’s roll ’em
these p*ssy b*tches want the smoke but can’t hold it
13 in the chamberlain, i shoot it out while i’m posted
b*tch i’m the coldest, below zero yea i’m frozen but chosen
i keep on creepin’ helen keller, i move in silence with motion

[hook] *
i hang in oppland, the b*tches don’t want to play where opps stand (say what?!)
these n*ggas thugging on the net, but really shaking opp hands
b*tch i’m a dead man, demon seed, gon’ blow your head man
catch me outside smoking your brother, d*mn my lungs can’t stand man

[verse] *
i’m finna talk my sh*t know i ain’t f*cking around with no opp boy
i’m bound to knock a n*gga’s cap off, feel like bobby b*tch, i’m a hotboy
step outside, it’s hot boy
flash ’em right with that glock, boy
osama catch you lackin’ your best bet is talking to god, boy
f*ck a n*gga b*tch, know i’m down to catch a murder feeling like ksoo
chopper sing it like mariah carey hit a high note when that k blow
my n*ggas probably think i’m simon says, they gonna step on sh*t if i say so
demon baby, i’m a devil child knock his top off, make him lay low
they mamas screaming out “oh no!”
play with montana i’ma face bro, raining bullets on you like a raincoat
f*ck an angel wing, give him halos
send to heaven where a n*gga can’t go, even god couldn’t have a say so
catch him lacking creeping by the window, open casket see that n*gga’s face gone
see his face gone knock his top off, make him stand straight while he limbos
they see me then copy me, like fax n*gga that’s 10*4
from northside i keep 5 on me, if i lose 1 i’ma spin 4, i’ma shoot , and then watch 2 go boom boom! that’s zero. (where i be??)
[hook] *
i hang in oppland, the b*tches don’t want to play where opps stand (say what?!)
these n*ggas thugging on the net, but really shaking opp hands
b*tch i’m a dead man, demon seed, gon’ blow your head man
catch me outside smoking your brother, d*mn my lungs can’t stand man

[verse] *
f*ck you wanna do ’bout it, i’ma lose my top in this b*tch
them instagangstas don’t want war, we gon’ rock out in this b*tch
ain’t want to spin, i heard you looking for a glock in this b*tch
you better bust it, if you don’t you won’t walk out of this b*tch
keep it pg, like la, i got a clip on me
your dead n*ggas been taking up my lungs, no more can’t fit homie
these n*ggas really out here switching gangs, man f*ck their big homies (you a b*tch!)
smokin’ on some spin, but you ain’t spin, man you a b*tch homie (f*ck you!)
i’m really making a way now, blow off his top so you can’t see their face, so i guess you can’t say that’s a case now
these n*ggas be getting f*cked up in their trap house, b*tch i was thug on the playground
even with captions you can’t see what i’m saying, like b*tch i be spitting out mace now
i know i been it, but they say i ain’t sh*t but don’t f*ck with me i don’t play ’round
’cause b*tch i’ma dog, like a k*9
you was calling your b*tch, she was eating my d*ck, i guess you can say she got facetimed
i’ll make you fadeaway just like some dust in the air, when i shoot at your tapeline
don’t even speak on the gang to the net if you know that you’re not on the same time

- swiss gambino

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