Letra de Fuck Opps - G Herbo

Fuck opps (Fuck opps)

Fuck opps (Fuck opps)

Fuck opps (Fuck opps)

Fuck opps (Ahh)

You niggas ain't hardly ready

Pick up that load, the start is heavy

Playin' it smart, this shit'll get deadly

Can't forget it and can't regret it (Uh)

Soon as he pick up that pole he ready (Yeah)

Don't even matter how old, he ready

Niggas gon' catch him and try to get at him

Better stay focused and hold it steady, youngin, pressure

How do you think at your best when this shit put you up to the test? You under pressure

Tell me what happenin' next when your heart jumpin' out of your chest

That paranoia turn into stress, you see his soul just lesser and less (Pressure)

Over your shoulder niggas get stretched (Pressure)

Offense turn to defense, defense, press (Ayy, press)

Bitch, it's the G in the flesh (Yes) in that GTS (S)

I just felt like flexin', what's your first impression?

Better second guess it, what's your first impression?

You in here with some steppers, throw a switch at whoever (Brr)

Aim it at whoever (Grr)

My chain change the weather (Ayy)

Got a whole lot of change on my schedule

Big ring embezzled (Phew)

Bitch think she special, bitch think I'm sweatin' her

Bitch, I'm finessin', bitch, that shit regular

Brand new spot, Swerv', why you need a brand new spot?

'Cause when I'm alone, I sit back and plot all by myself to get to the top

I got a brand new Glock in the spot

Brand new Glock and I'll make it hot

I might let it go off 'til it stop

You know how I rock, fuck opps (Fuck opps)

Fuck opps (Fuck opps)

Fuck opps (Fuck opps)

Fuck opps (Fuck opps)

Smoke, fuck opps (Uh)

Better run, jump

What? Jump, jump

What? Jump, jump

What? Run, run

What? Jump, jump (What?)

R.I.P. Kobe and Roc, I don't even see no opps (Fuck 'em)

Ain't none of them niggas richer than me, so I don't never see no opps (Fuck 'em)

Still got thirty shots (Yeah), I don't even need no opps (You know that)

Still put a nigga on Fox (You know that), still on top (You know that)

Young niggas got automatics in traffic, nobody be on they block

If he got whacked you won't get back

We on yachts, we on jets (Ayy, we on), gotta plot (Plot, uh)

This shit don't stop (Don't stop), we havin' a lot (Yeah, pussy)

Niggas be talkin' a lot, ain't nothin' to be talkin' about

It's smoke or it's not, what's poppin', pussy? (What's poppin'?)

I'll pop a pussy (Baow)

Herbo back on his bully

All black in his hoodie

I ain't drivin' a buggy

But Herbie loaded his fully

Fuck opps (On foenem, you get it? Like, fuck opps)

Fuck opps (Unloaded that, loaded that fully, fuck opps)

Fuck opps (I ain't drivin' no buggy, you know? Like Herbie [?] Herbie, G Herbo, fuck opps)

Fuck opps (On foenem [?], fuck opps)

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