make my oppas run
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Ay, ride round in that bimmer, that's that fuckin' two seater
Extendo do kilometers, fuck this rap shit, I'm the leader
And dis hoe she know the status of my funds, she want me to keep her
Singapore plug, his name is Peter
Pour up that codeine, I sip liters
And we got rifles in here, we tryna buss some
I ain't tryna hang with you, you a bum
I got dad MD, let's have some fun
And they tryna be me but they can't
I know they'd kill to repeat my stunts
Yeah we gon' pull up to the party too
Yeah we finna make our oppas run
Yeah we finna make our oppas run
Make our oppas run, make our oppas run
Make our oppas run, make our oppas run
Make our oppas run, make our oppas run
Make our oppas run, make our oppas run
I got my pills, I make my hoe test if they real
I be sticked up like a Navy Seal
I just got this pole, now I'm tryna kill
And I'm off the speeds, I can't say how I feel
Chilling with yo hoe, she was tryna kneel
I'm with my bros in a ville tryna steal
Money up, front nun happening until I get my drugs all in the mail
Do what I do, you know you gon' fail
Just robbed the bank, I got twelve on my tail
And I'm off the oxy, I'm switching realms
This money, I'm overwhelmed
Bro pockets skinny, you should look at yourself
On a opp block we gon' buss a few shells
I'm popping these Percs, I don't care about my health
Ay, ride round in that bimmer, that's that fuckin' two seater
Extendo do kilometers, fuck this rap shit, I'm the leader
And dis hoe she know the status of my funds, she want me to keep her
Singapore plug, his name is Peter
Pour up that codeine, I sip liters