Lyrics A MESSAGE TO MY OPPS - Ghoully, $NOT

A MESSAGE TO MY OPPS

Nah nah nah nah
Aye wassup
What you gon do nigga
Bro wassup bro
Nah bro sup bruh
What, you gon shoot me nigga?
Ain’t gon shoot shit nigga shut the fuck up boy
Wassup then
What
What
Bitch I’m at the top
Tell me how my shoes taste (yeah)
All you niggas broke niggas stay up in yo place
Bout yo bitch (yo bitch)
Man I fucked that other day (oh yeah)
This a message to my opps so get the fuck out my face (my face)
I’m flexed up
Flexed up
Fuck wit Ghoully you get messed up
Told your nigga get his check up (i did)
Niggas died
So I’m walkin' with my neck tucked
Oh he leaking
On the ground he need a check up
First off why you niggas hating like you know me
First I beat you ass
Then take your corpses as a trophy
Leave you in the past (yeah)
You in last I take you bitch with me
You niggas trash (yeah)
(?) with me face to face (?)
(?) call that play (?)
Kiss yo grave
(?) Ghoully grey you niggas lame
Whats the play?
Don’t play that game all you niggas fake
Don’t play that game Don’t play that game all you niggas fake
Bitch I’m at the top (at the top)
Tell me how my shoes taste (yeah)
All you niggas broke niggas need to stay right in yo place
Bout yo bitch (bout yo bitch)
Man I fucked that other day (i did)
This a message to my opps so get the fuck out my face
Bitch I’m at the top (at the top)
Tell me how my shoes taste (yuh)
All you niggas broke niggas need to stay right in yo place
Bout yo bitch (about yo bitch)
Man I fucked that other day (i did)
This a message to my opps so get the fuck out my face
Ok I fucked yo bitch I fucked yo bitch
I fucked her other day (haha)
Goddamn‚ I fucked yo bitch I Don’t know what the fuck to say (uh uh)
English I need to get paid (yah)
I’m smoking gas I’m toting packs
Bitch I beat on novocaine (ah)
Got a side bitch by my side but keep a chopper as my main (as my main)
Wait‚ kick back bitch that chopper gotta Bruce Wayne
Wait‚ get back bitch that chopper bouta hit your brain
Ok I be walking wit my soldiers
Left right, right left
Keep a chopper to the sky
Bullets down don’t make no sound
Please don’t make no sound Don’t make no sound
These niggas coming now
Nothing wrong with me so I let your body hit the floor
Somethings got to get so Imma let this choppa smoke this hoe
Fa fa fa fa (bitch)