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Op – EBK Lyrics

Op – EBK Lyrics

808 Mafia
Man I ain’t gonna play with nobody
Nobody gonna play with me (nobody)
A lot of you niggas is gay (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

What? Niggas really on some gay shit (what)
Lil nigga what? Who you gonna play with? (who)
Sit him down, lay him down, when that k spit (glllt bop bop)
Huh? Niggas really on some gay shit
Beef with anybody, bitch I’m EBK kid (you know)
Got them killers on the way hoe (woo)
Don’t worry, they gonna do what I say so (sheesh)
Bend the block, live for Drake, give them halos (glllt bop bop bop bop)

Leave them halo
Finesse so many niggas, gave them karo (zoe)
Baby girl, pipe down, gotta stay low (sheesh)
Baby girl, pipe down, gotta stay low (what)
Young nigga, yeah I get on some dumb shit (dumb shit)
Probably shoot you and whoever you come with (come with)
Ask the plug, yeah he know that I run shit
Act up then we feed your ass a drum clip (glllt bop bop bop)
Since a youngin’ I been thugging
Jewels out, yeah I wear them shits in public (you know)
Try to reach (what?), then I up it (bop)
Yeah we sliding (bop), yeah we gunning (gllt bop)
Yeah I’m sliding in that V12 (sheesh)
Going so fast a nigga didn’t see 12 (woo woo)
Inside, butter cream, check the details (eugh)
Niggas broke and they crackers call them Ezell (broke bitch)
Took his bitch shopping, yeah I bought her retail (woo)
Got the head, but I’m gonna spill all the details (shh)
Keep my strap, like I’m riding with my GL (bow)
Talking hot? Bop. Make him eat shells (bop)

What? Niggas really on some gay shit (what)
Lil nigga what? Who you gonna play with? (who)
Sit him down, lay him down, when that k spit (glllt bop)
Huh? Niggas really on some gay shit (what)
Beef with anybody, bitch I’m EBK kid (you know)
Got them killers on the way hoe (hah)
Don’t worry, they gonna do what I say so (woo)
Bend the block, live for Drake and give them halos (hold on)

Give ’em halos (give them halos), ride with dracos (ride with dracos)
Set off this new v now watch me take off like I’m Quavo (skrrt)
She won’t fucking stay though uh (she won’t fucking stay)
Where she gon’ go? (uh) Girl I dunno but I’m sorry I’m an a-hole

Sorry I’m an a-hole feel like Thanos (feel like Thanos)
Look, disrespect, have shooters on that payroll (on that payroll)
Hop in this V, we bro, we got like 60 (60)
We bro, gon’ shoot him with me
Fuck he moving kind of iffy
Shots curve him like a frisbee

Off a perc I’m feeling smizzy
But that don’t mean I’m lacking
You know me and brodie tracking
Like how they got to strapping
She don’t want to fuck we dead (dead)
She know who I is (is)
Ask her where I’m at I’m probably somewhere in her ribs (ay)
Clutching on this Glock I gotta make it to my kid (wait)
Running with the ops and you get shot, just like they did

Fucking with the ops, you gon’ get shot with them (huh)
This ain’t no champagne when it’s some tops missing (tops missing)
Bend the block, we pull up, give them butterflies (gang gang gang gang)
See you in this race, you try to catch up, nigga you get fried (gang gang gang gang)

What? Niggas really on some gay shit (what)
Lil nigga what? Who you gonna play with? (who)
Sit him down, lay him down, when that k spit (glllt bop bop)
Huh? Niggas really on some gay shit
Beef with anybody, bitch I’m EBK kid (you know hah)
Got them killers on the way hoe (woo)
Don’t worry, they gonna do what I say so (sheesh)
Bend the block, live for Drake, give them halos (glllt bop)