OPPOSITE Lyrics by Don Toliver
Why you got somethin’ against me? (Huh)
Poppin’ that XYZ (Huh)
Cars outside on fleek (What?)
Love it when she act like a freak (Uh)
Show a lil’ somethin’ of your *** (Ooh)
Everybody just got low (Yeah)
Heard it’s a whole lotta P (Yee)
Drop the octane in the styrofoam (Uh)
Keep the 9 Beretta, it’s a two-tone (Uh)
No talkin’ G6, she wanna eat *** (Uh)
She drivin’ V6, I’m out in Venus (Uh)
Baby’s ***, she wanna (Hoo, okay)
Out in Tijuana, I’ma (Tell the truth)
Why would I mind? I hit instead
Ride down the block in the Koenigsegg (Woo)
Two hundred thousand, it’s on my head
I’ll still get money when I’m gone and dead
Yee, yee
Yee, yee, yee, yee
Shawty keep droppin’ it, shawty keep poppin’ it, Southside choppin’ that (Yee)
I got the plug, I’m makin’ deposits since you doin’ opposite (Yee, yee)
She keep on droppin’ it, shawty keep poppin’ it, poppin’ it, shawty, she a geeker
Drop the octane in the styrofoam (Uh)
Keep the 9 Beretta, it’s a two-tone (Uh)
No talkin’ G6, she wanna eat *** (Uh)
She drivin’ V6, I’m out in Venus (Uh)
Baby’s ***, she wanna (Hoo, okay)
Out in Tijuana, I’ma (Tell the truth)
Why would I mind? I hit instead
Ride down the block in the Koenigsegg (Woo)
Two hundred thousand, it’s on my head
I’ll still get money when I’m gone and dead
Yee, yee
Yee, yee, yee, yee
Shawty keep droppin’ it, shawty keep poppin’ it, Southside choppin’ that (Yee)
I got the plug, I’m makin’ deposits since you doin’ opposite (Yee, yee)
She keep on droppin’ it, shawty keep poppin’ it, poppin’ it, shawty, she a geeker
Yes I’m overly lit but I’m tired
Play along with this *** and get fried
Poppin’ woks in the hill to revive
Sippin octane, need it to drive
At the mountain I’m finna go live
Got the sturdy it filled with percussion
Got my wifey I’m ready to crush
(Got my wifey I’m ready to crush)
Drop the octane in the styrofoam (Uh)
Keep the 9 Beretta, it’s a two-tone (Uh)
No talkin’ G6, she wanna eat *** (Uh)
She drivin’ V6, I’m out in Venus (Uh)
Baby’s ***, she wanna (Hoo, okay)
Out in Tijuana, I’ma (Tell the truth)
Why would I mind? I hit instead
Ride down the block in the Koenigsegg (Woo)
Two hundred thousand, it’s on my head
I’ll still get money when I’m gone and dead