Too Many Opps

Lyrics

Verse 1
Say these girls getting goofy, must not know who they be messing with
Want a fade, let’s get it, I ain’t never really ducking nothing
Girls wanna fight because I know they hopping stick to stick
Knew I had the tea but still, you acted like a dizzy girl
They really scary stuff, overstood on my granny
I bet I make it out the dang hood with my Grammy

Chorus
Can’t never say I suck on any beat, I bet I ran it
I just signed a deal that made a lot of people panic
Can’t lie, I’m really stunned 'cause on the necks, I been stepping
Told that girl she was my son, ain’t have belief, now she regret it
But man, let’s not get reckless 'cause on me, I can get petty
Got a boy who'll face your whole team without sweating

Verse 2
Like dang, go get some get back, you boys toting glocks
With a box, like where you get that?
Got the nerve to post a pic, and now the feds like, “Yeah, he did that”
Next thing you know, you’re somewhere with a toe tag or a poop bag

Bridge
When this one little boy got popped, all I could think 'bout was an army
Had to get up on my trolling stuff and then say I'm sorry
I ain’t wanna diss, but for your death, let’s throw a party
Claiming he was GBOK, now we like, dang, get up, Maury

Verse 3
Left a boy brain dead, he was talking out his top
Members bluffing like he ain't dead, tell them lil boys stop
I ain't saying that's my work, I'm just stating he a opp
Put a boy on a shirt, I’m feeling good, let's get it cropped

Chorus
Came down to my city with that gunplay and got chopped
Taking pics of your butt, should’ve left that sweet stuff in Little Rock
Amoney in that cell and putting a K behind gang
From the looks of your charges, you shouldn’t be saying a thing
When you make it out of juvie, don’t try to switch it up or change
Everybody wanting smoke, but they don’t never wanna bang

Verse 4
You the same little girl on the 'Gram getting a whooping, ain't that a shame (Ain't that a shame)
And before you girls get to talking what y'all don’t know
Saying we in all these people beef, y'all sound slow
Y'all don’t know the half up in these streets, I swear we on go
Never been a K in YDG, just check my bio
Mad 'cause we got booked in HT just for a show
F what everybody gotta say, 'cause all we worried 'bout is the dough
If you don’t support or F with us, then there’s the door
If you don’t like what we rapping 'bout, then F you streaming for

Bridge
Say these girls on our page and they hating
Comment on our stuff, and they gone tell us that we faking
Whole time, you on the phone with a boy, and you caking
But he telling everybody else, you not the one he dating (And you not)

Verse 5
Say these girls getting goofy, must not know who they be messing with
Want a fade, let’s get it, I ain’t never really ducking nothing
Girls wanna fight because I know they hopping stick to stick
Knew I had the tea but still, you acted like a dizzy girl
Boys really scary, it’s overstood on my granny
I bet I make it out the dang hood with my Grammy

Chorus
Can’t never say I suck on any beat, I bet I ran it
I just signed a deal that made a lot of people have a panic
Can’t lie, I’m really stunned 'cause on the necks, I been stepping
Told that girl she was my son, ain't have belief, now girl regret it
But man, let’s not get reckless 'cause on me, I can get petty
Got a boy who'll face your whole team without sweating

Verse 6
Like dang, go get some get back, you boys toting glocks
With a box, like where you get that?
Got the nerve to post a pic, and now the feds like, “Yeah, he did that”
Next thing you know, you’re somewhere with a toe tag or a poop bag

Bridge
(Let me speak the F up right quick)
Say these girls making disses and stuff, when you get like that?
You all up in that cell worried 'bout next girl tryna rap
And you ain’t never bussed at nothing, all that little stuff you talking cap

Verse 7
Like, didn’t you get your butt whooped for smoking weed up in your house?
Like dang, you girls be going out sad but always worried 'bout what we doing with our rapping butt
Ain't no back and forth with a girl, I rather make her mad
I’ll prolly pop my stuff or take her boy, either way she mad

Outro
Yeah girl, been dropping stuff, been popping stuff
Girls be mad than a mug 'cause we popping it
Maybe if you stop sucking stick, then you’ll be popping, girl
Either way, you hating as the F, why you watching, girl?
And you scary lil girls throwing shade but ain’t never saying no names
Y'all know I don’t play no games