Lyrics All The Opps - Hotboii

All The Opps

Everything I say is facts non fiction
I spent 35 on each watch I hold my wrist up
Even if she curve ball I still wouldn’t miss her
Only thing I’m scared of to bury momma
I don’t fear much
All the opps music is straight garbage I need ear plugs
All the opps broke as hell it ain’t hard to get no income
All the opps be beefing about a bitch and then forgive her
All the opps would be relevant probably if I dissed them
I love all my opps cause without them I would not know how to move
I love all my opps because without them I wouldn’t know how to shoot
I love all my opps because without them I wouldn’t know how to shit on niggas
I was balling in the paint trying to see the picture
Just let me know what smoke you want I got you we deliver
Henny shot just like a real shot it’s bound to eat your liver
I be going everywhere solo dolo gang say I’m tripping
In the field don’t need no block still gon run it down the middle
He say she say run they mouth like relay so what bitch I’m lit
I’m on a PJ I sit by the pilot heavy on my rich shit
No I don’t even play grip the legs because she running like its fitness
And I’m with BJ roll some dead opps right up smoke a zip with me
This that shit boost my adrenaline
Hot be on his pivot gotta come wit it when you send for him
Everytime I roll through I’m riding with them sentences
He ain’t got on no suit, he tied them up like businessman
Everything I say is facts non fiction
I spent 35 on each watch I hold my wrist up
Even if she curve ball I still wouldn’t miss her
Only thing I’m scared of to bury momma
I don’t fear much
All the opps music is straight garbage I need ear plugs
All the opps broke as hell it ain’t hard to get no income
All the opps be beefing about a bitch and then forgive her
All the opps would be relevant probably if I dissed them
Probably if I dissed them, no sorry I don’t mention
I party with my pistol, I got a lot of wisdom
She a home body yeah but everyone know the Addy
You ain’t gotta be stingy with yo friends y’all can have me
All the opps music straight garbage switch the song
Nigga all the opps trash had to take them to the road
Nigga all the opps, all the opps, all the opps poor
I ain’t ever heard his song but I booked him for a show now
Everything I say is facts non fiction
I spent 35 on each watch I hold my wrist up
Even if she curveball I still wouldn’t miss her
Only thing I’m scared of to bury momma
I don’t fear much
All the opps music is straight garbage I need ear plugs
All the opps broke as hell it ain’t hard to get no income
All the opps be beefing about a bitch and then forgive her
All the opps would be relevant probably if dissed them