GRRR BOW BOW
on the opp block my rambo gleams, it'll rip through skin and flesh. i love my niggas, I hope they're blessed,
never stressed, we rise above the rest.
on the opp block I'm the best, I poke niggas chest. the cats are blessed when I have a pack,
white or dark, both get it slapped,
money comin' fast, ain't no turning back.
Like Nomad on the track, I make 'em bounce back, Opps get sent flying, ain't no way they can slack.
no way the opps will make a comeback, scoreboard so uneven, they aint even on the map.
I'm in the trap, hitting that pack, cats beg for deals,
money stackin high, man, you know how it feels.
all my opps broke, ain't got no deals,
I'm pushin weight, while they stuck in the feels,
my opps are bitches for real.
on the wing like palmer, I hope i win the appeal,
big moves in the game, my status too real.
stay real in the system, call shots like a boss, in the yard, I'm the one they don't cross.
feds search my cell, but I'm still the boss, no evidence found, they can't link me to the loss.
call me maverick the way I cut through the loss, blowing through the walls, they aint escaping, they're lost.
the way I trap you could call me frost, opps slippin up, now they're paying the cost,
on a glide I do the most, call me heisenburg,
moves so cold, they don't even know what's occurred.
making big moves, now she's riding with the boss, had her on my line, now she's cutting ties with the loss,
call this nigga jesus the way he's cross, my opps never slide on the boss, push him infront of a bus, now they wanna discuss, but they aint sayin much, cause they can't trust, I'm quick with it, but not when I bust.
gyal look at me with lust, I ain't tryna adjust, she knows what's up, but i ain't placing no trust,
like tony in the game, I do what I must, keep it moving, no regrets, no time to discuss.
wore my favourite drip, now the fits a mess, stained red when I poked him, bled through the vest, all my opps know I'm the best.
grrr bow bow bow
