Letras Opp Pack - Echalty, Goonew, Lil Dude

Opp Pack

Rizzoo Rizzoo cuttin' up
This Koncept P, the beat knocking
Cuttin' up
It’s hot
Big Glock on me, I’ma hit him (Hit him)
I’ma send his ass to the devil (To the devil)
Ride with the sticks, heavy metal (Metal)
We gon' double back, make sure we get him (Double back, yeah)
Ooh, late night, the Tahoe, we trailing him (We trailing him)
When we kill him, we not even telling him (Not telling him)
If you talking 'bout smoke, we inhaling it (Gas)
We gon' cut off his finger, we mailing it (Mailing)
Ooh, late night on the North Side, they creepin'
My young niggas, they ready to kill for no reason
Hoodie, black mask, this is they season
They run from the task, they make it look easy
They tryna get the cash to feed all they people
Nigga got caught 'cause he squealing (He squealing)
Boy, I’m stackin' these hundreds all the way to the ceiling
Tryna come with a plan, tryna make me a million
Ooh, when that money come in I’ma put on my crew
If you talkin' 'bout millions, I need me 'bout two
Buy a lot of AK’s, turn this bitch to the zoo
Show these niggas they weak, they ain’t built for that shoe
Step over a nigga, got blood on my shoe
My lil' apes stay hungry, they looking for food
Flip his whole car, put his ass on the news
I copped a K and it came with a knife
You play with my hot boys, they takin' your life (It's hot)
16-year-old tryna get him some stripes
He young and he reckless, he ready to ride
You talkin' 'bout grease then he ready to slide
He right in your tree when you walking outside
Knock out your brain, nigga, big homicide
Big roller bite off, nigga, then we get hot
Rizzoo Rizzoo cuttin' up (It's hot)
Big Glock on me, I’ma hit him (Hit him)
I’ma send his ass to the devil (To the devil)
Ride with the sticks, heavy metal (Metal)
We gon' double back, make sure we get him (Double back, yeah)
Ooh, late night, the Tahoe, we trailing him (We trailing him)
When we kill him, we not even telling him (Not telling him)
If you talking 'bout smoke, we inhaling it (Gas)
We gon' cut off his finger, we mailing it (Mailing)
Ooh, late night on the North Side, they creepin'
My young niggas, they ready to kill for no reason
Hoodie, black mask, this is they season
They run from the task, they make it look easy
They tryna get the cash to feed all they people
Nigga got caught 'cause he squealing (He squealing)
Boy, I’m stackin' these hundreds all the way to the ceiling
Slide on his block with that heavy metal
Hundred band jugg, a nigga never settle
Homicide Houston, nigga, heavy metal
I’m totin' that gun, nigga, I’m a felon
Homicide way, send him to the heaven
I’m drippin' in sauce, nigga livin' pepper
I’m smoking on opp pack, I know you smell it
Got a new four-five, heavy metal
Uh, we just gon' drive in that fast car
12 behind me, gotta dash, uh
Bad bitch with a fat ass, uh
It’s too hot, nigga, get a fan, uh
Bad bitch, feet in the sand, uh
Next bitch gettin' her head done
My main bitch said she fed up
I told her give that head up (It's up)
Big Glock on me, I’ma hit him (Hit him)
I’ma send his ass to the devil (To the devil)
Ride with the sticks, heavy metal (Metal)
We gon' double back, make sure we get him (Double back, yeah)
Ooh, late night, the Tahoe, we trailing him (We trailing him)
When we kill him, we not even telling him (Not telling him)
If you talking 'bout smoke, we inhaling it (Gas)
We gon' cut off his finger, we mailing it (Mailing)
Ooh, late night on the North Side, they creepin'
My young niggas, they ready to kill for no reason
Hoodie, black mask, this is they season
They run from the task, they make it look easy
They tryna get the cash to feed all they people
Nigga got caught 'cause he squealing (He squealing)
Boy, I’m stackin' these hundreds all the way to the ceiling (Stackin' the
hundreds, hey)