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Opp Spotter (feat. B-Lovee)

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Grrah-grrah, boom

(It's Lil C4)

Huh?

Hollows, they hit him and rip through his neck (pussy)

Give a f*ck if he had on a vest

Spin on my set, on that s**t you get left (dummy)

Bitch, I'm shooting 'til there's nothing left

.40 so loud, s**t got me feeling deaf

Niggas be broke and upset

I don't wanna fuck, bitch, I just want the neck (matha, matha)

Bitch, I just want the neck

When I spin, it's a highlight

Bitch f*ck a fight night, I be quick to back out my pipe

She can't tote, she not my type

Shooting off of eyesight, the way I bend blocks like (like, like)

Niggas got me on highs like

Don't Bunny Hop, you get shot on the spot, like (grrt)

Duwop, bitch, he a demon, shootin' 'til he see the cops (grrah-grrah, boom)

Bitch, I shout, start squeezin'

Got a shoot 'em, can't get shot

Bitch, I pop out, get to creepin'

When it's cold, I make it hot (grrt)

Is you gonna ride in a hurry?

Stay with a stick, I ain't tryna get buried

My blicky jammed, he was lucky, caught him in traffic

Why he tryna duck me? (Dummy)

Pussy boy, he tried to bluff me

Back out the blick' before he could even rush me (pussy)

Pour me some Ac', don't touch me

It can get physical when I'm off of the muddy

All red bitch, I feel extra bloody

Call up my 'Rips, yeah, those are my cuzzies

You a baby nigga, pull up your Huggies

Thirsty one night, no, she cannot love me

Hollows, they hit him and rip through his neck

Give a f*ck if he had on a vest

Spin on my set, on that s**t you get left (Left, left)

Bitch, I'm shooting 'til there's nothing left

.40 so loud, s**t got me feeling deaf (grrt)

Niggas be broke and upset

I don't wanna fuck, bitch, I just want the neck

Bitch, I just want the neck

Niggas got me on high like

I'ma spin with a nine instead of a Tec

I catch a opp, I'ma rip up his chest

Screaming, "OGz" when I walk through they 'jects

Smokin' Woo Lotti, this s**t hurt my chest

Fuck on a thotty, I'm all in her chest (uh-huh)

B Lovee and them goons, them niggas be actin'

I got a .40, make him do a backflip

Kay-Kay be with me, that boy make it active

If we catch an opp, we put him in a casket

Going 50 for 50, niggas ass hit the pavement like matress

Make him Bunny Hop into a backflip

Call off the thotties

They droppin' they panties for Henny

She throwing her neck, getting silly

Throw on my track and watch all these bitches get jiggy

That .42, it got a spinny

Gang, gang, gang

Fuck all the opps, they was never on s**t

I keep a Glock, that b***h stuck to my hip

Brodie, a opp spotter

He go opp slidin', and he spin with ten in his clip

I might be a thot spotter and an opp spotter

And I walk in with six in this s**t

So please do not try me 'cause I'm quick to hit (gang, gang, gang)

Hollows, they hit him and rip through his neck

Give a f*ck if he had on a vest (uh-huh)

Spin on my set, on that s**t you get left (left, left)

Bitch, I'm shooting 'til there's nothing left

.40 so loud, s**t got me feeling deaf (grrt)

Niggas be broke and upset (grrah-grrah)

I don't wanna fuck, bitch, I just want the neck

Bitch, I just want the neck

Dummy, like, like

Opp Spotter (feat. B-Lovee) de Kay Flock/B-Lovee – Letras & Covers