NEW OPP Lyrics – Sha Gz
Round one, fight
New opp, new opp, like
Like, grrah
Like, like
Spin the 3rd, tryna catch me a Rolla (Catch me a Rolla, what’s good, Sou?)
Oh, he lackin’? Run him over (Run him over)
Fuck the Sev block, I’m the owner (I’m the owner)
I’m smokin’ on dead opps (Noah), ain’t no floaters (Noah)
He tryna run, but I click and it’s over (Noah)
Oh, he wit’ his kid? Then I’m kickin’ his stroller (Kickin’ his kid)
Fuck a drive-by, I’ma get closer (Like, get on yo’ shit)
Dougie got shot, now he shakin’ his shoulders (Die 5s)
Know that I’m smokin’ on Notti, y’all fessed (Y’all fessed)
Ayy, yo, DD, you next (Line up)
When I bend through the ‘Hill, bitch, I’m looking for rec’ (Like, gimme yo’ shit)
Like-Like, I’ma leave that lil’ boy on his neck
Fuck Bobby, that nigga died on the steps (Mama)
And Fuck Dotty, he put himself right to rest
Like ─, Edot got put right to bed (Bed, like, what?)
Like ─, He shot his self in his head (Ah)
How y’all smokin’ on niggas y’all don’t even know?
Now it’s chrome
Oh my God, we smokin’ y’all bros (Get off our dick)
And tell Naz to pick up the phone (Y’all niggas can suck my dick), tha-that’s a no
Spin through the Sev, tryna catch him and go
Like, I-I’m tryna up it and blow (Grrah, grrah-grrah)
He can’t run once I shoot through the coat (Like, what?)
H-He gon’ die once he mention my bros (Like, what? Like)
I can’t love on no thot, I can’t link wit’ no thot (No thot)
Like, I-I don’t trust none of that shit (None of that shit)
Like, I don’t care about none of that shit (None of that shit)
Like, give a fuck about none of that shit (None of that shit)
Like ─, he really rap what he not (What he not)
I’m tryna shoot ’til he drop (At all, at all)
Oh, he thinkin’ it’s sweet? I’ma knock off his top (Like, grrah-grrah)
When I spin through the Sev, I’ma dump every shot (Like, suck my dick)
Spin the 3rd, tryna catch me a roller (Catch me a Rolla, what’s good, Sou?)
Oh, he lackin’? Run him over (Run him over)
Fuck the Sev block, I’m the owner (I’m the owner)
I’m smokin’ on dead opps (Noah), ain’t no floaters (Noah)
He tryna run, but I click and it’s over
Oh, he wit’ his kid? Then I’m kickin’ his stroller (Kickin’ his stroller)
Fuck a drive-by, I’ma get closer (Get on yo’ shit)
Dougie got shot, now he shakin’ his shoulders (Like, ah, like, ah)