King Von - Real Oppy (Original)

[Intro]
Tahj Money
What?
Look

[Chorus]
Man, niggas lookin' real oppy (Von)
He dead, change the topic
I got out, they can’t stop me (Nah)
James Harden, Houston Rocket
In my pocket, I'ma pop it (Boom)
I turn up the party (Yeah)
I get high and start shit (What?)
In this bitch, they play the opps shit (Yeah)
Can't let shit slide, we slide with mopsticks (Boom, boom, boom)
I want it, I’ma cop it (Yeah)
I get mad, I cash out tens (What?)
Tell lil' folks to pop 'em
Red and bop, over dead (Damn)
These niggas over scared (They is)
They better go back in the house 'fore we comе over there

[Verse]
I'm coldеr than a polar bear (Freeze)
My neck, solar flare (Bling, bow)
They sentence me for killin' beats (Yeah)
They gon' give me the chair (Damn, damn)
DJ tell 'em I wasn’t there (Nah, nah)
Play this if you ain’t scared (Yeah)
This club go up, we throwin' chairs (What?)
You better duck your head (Boom, boom)
I pull up like, "What the set’?"
If he wanna fight, I beat his ass
And if that bitch get mad, then he gon' get his gun, we got FN's
Put a switch up on a ten (Grrah, grrah)
Hit him and all his friends
I got bodies and I got bands, shout to all my fans
And I got hands too (Uh-huh), Amiri pants too (Uh-huh)
Jordan, Dior, I ain't Woo
These Chanels brand new (Yeah)
Police come, I’m gettin' loose (Von)
Scramble, Cam Newton (Scram, scram)
I'm rich, I ain't looting (Nah)
Getting caught, I ain't doin' that (Nah)
[Chorus]
Man, niggas lookin' real oppy
He dead, change the topic
I got out, they can't stop me (Nah)
James Harden, Houston Rocket
In my pocket, I'ma pop it (Boom)
I turn up the party (Yeah)
I get high and start shit (What)
In this bitch, they play the opps shit (Yeah, yeah)
Can't let shit slide, we slide with mopsticks
I want it, I'ma cop it (Yeah)
I get mad, I cash out tens (What)
Tell lil' folks to pop 'em
Red and bop, over dead
These niggas, super scared (They is)
They better go back in the house 'fore we come over there (What? Huh?)

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