lirik lagu opp lackin’ – trapdes
(cruise control)
i ain’t for the chit chat
the clip real fat
checkerboard flags how a n*gga run laps
ima boy in the hood i’ll shoot you in your back
(rickyy)
catch an opp lackin and i’ma leave a n*gga flat
i’ll pull up to your hood and pick you like a sack
talking about them bands little n*gga where it’s at?
my b*tch is a barbie
better yet a brat
and she got that good head
i call her big head
high tec red i be pouring in the big red
b*tches on my d*ck cus they know i get the big bread
cold n*gga gang i make take a trip to big bear
how i run it up on the gang sh*t ain’t fair
f*ck a n*gga b*tch and don’t tell, i keep it player
you ain’t talkin chili to the bag i’ll see u later
if it ain’t looking like love thеn u looking like a hater
shawty popped a molly now shе rolling like a neighbor
$1,000 shoes i don’t really wanna kick it
she is not an envelope so i will not l!ck it
pull up to the house ima rock it sock it bop it
poppin all this hot sh*t and i can not stop it
trapdes the legend baby ima trending topic
walk into neimans if i see it want it cop it
n*ggas marks in real life on the gram they like to pop it
on the gram they like to pop it
she think i’m puerto rican so i tell her call me papi
bad asian b*tch and she love to drink saki
she take me to the crib & she suck me real sloppy
know i’m that n*gga
so these n*ggas like to copy
i tap in with your b*tch i tell her over
she said copy
i know i’m that n*gga
i’m not confident i’m c*cky
i told my main b*tch it ain’t cheating til you caught me
b*tch always trippin burning everything she bought me
but i don’t give a f*ck
i got chip with the dip
ima quick with a stick
n*gga mean muggin in this whip we gonna flip
i never tie my shoes
any moment i can trip
trip and fall? not at all
but trippin on a n*gga that’s a yes and that’s a easy call
no sm*t on my name but you got packed out at the super mall
n*ggas looking bad
we look like we won the super bowl
cng the gang cold n*ggas known to keep a pole
free all my dawgs real n*ggas that ain’t never told
n*gga got shot and ain’t die think he super bold
she give me mcluvin now a n*gga think he superbad
conrad from the aves said it best
n*gga get a bag
cus ain’t sh*t funny when you ain’t got no money
n*gga tried to strip crack his head humpty dumpty
off the tec got me slumpy
had to slow down cus the perks had me grumpy
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