Wannabe Opp

I've been on top, that boy a wannabe opp Look, I've been on top, that boy da wannabe opp He listen whenever I drop We deep in the spot, don't let my brother get hot He itchin' and lettin' it flock And he sendin' shots, I ain't talkin' bout liquor Ain't leavin' the crib without tuckin' the blicker Yeah we getting rich, but we still getting richer If he talking shit, cut him out of the picture If he talking shit, then we catching his ass Don't even try run, you ain't fast than flash Knockers on dick, so we doin' the dash In the rental, I'm spinnin', I hope I don't crash Uh Bitch, I been draggin', I'm spittin' that fire Said he came, but that boy is a liar I got the nick, I ain't talkin' Mariah Me and dummy got murder for hire Dummy told me take off like a rocket So much bandies can't fit in the pocket Post a lor' snippet, I'm waitin' to drop it Bitch, you know me again, we the topic Ain't smokin' mids, only smokin' exotic Gotta the bippy ain't leavin' without it Been talkin' shit, cause you know that I'm poppin In the rental, you know that I hop in I've been on top, that boy da wannabe opp He listen whenever I drop We deep in the spot, don't let my brother get hot He itchin' and lettin' it flock And he sendin' shots, I ain't talkin' bout liquor Ain't leavin' the crib without tuckin' the blicker Yeah we getting rich, but we still getting richer If he talking shit, cut him out of the picture Fuck with my brother, you a dead man walkin I'ma call up your mother, go pick out a coffin I've been too lit with this shit I've been talkin When I walk in the mall, If i want it i'm coppin It's cold as a bitch, my wrist too bricky Lor shordy got ass shots lookin' like Nicki Bitch from the west and she poppin' her titties I got hella bitches all over the city I got the ying got em runnin' like Ricky I can't fuck with that bitch, she fishy Come off the bench and I'm still droppin' 50 I'm unguardable, no one can stick me She got attitude, no, I can't fuck with her Drop a hit, then I'm droppin' another one Bro got the bippy, you know you can't fuck with him Pull up, jumper, ain't nobody touchin' me I've been on top, that boy da wannabe opp He listen whenever I drop We deep in the spot, don't let my brother get hot He itchin' and lettin' it flock And he sendin' shots, I ain't talkin' bout liquor Ain't leavin' the crib without tuckin' the blicker Yeah we getting rich, but we still getting richer If he talking shit, cut him out of the picture Steppin' so hard, you would think I'm a giant Smoke exotic, I feel like I'm fuckin' a flyin Said he my brother, you know that he lyin You get wacked if you step out of line Rollin' three-five, I been gettin' too fried Lost it all when my cuddy nem died Said that I love her, I'm tellin' her lies Get it right, take a couple of tries Moon walkin' I'm feelin' like Mike Yeah, I been havin' motion, I spin like a bike Grind all day and I'm draggin' all night If you come around me, then you better come right See the fishes, I dive in that water I tell Ms. Jackson I'm fuckin' her daughter I been stackin' that Fetty, I feel like a hoarder Make a flip, dummy turned my lor dime to a quarter I've been on top, that boy da wannabe opp He listen whenever I drop We deep in the spot, don't let my brother get hot He itchin' and lettin' it flock And he sendin' shots, I ain't talkin' bout liquor Ain't leavin' the crib without tuckin' the blicker Yeah we getting rich, but we still getting richer If he talking shit, cut him out of the picture