Cuban Da Savage - f** The Opps lyrics

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Cuban Da Savage - f** The Opps lyrics

[Verse 1] Stay safe, fully loaded choppa, n***a I'm eating steak All you hoes snakes in the gra**, I got to cut my sh** You was ridin' with me on the bus, now you talkin' sh** Never been a lame, that's on my mama, yeah they know my name Taylor Blood way before Cuban, yeah I been the same That's when I was beatin' little b**hes, now I'm getting dough Yeah, so this tech gotta greet you hoe Only see me out if I'm gettin' paid for a show Bands in my pocket, not on my head, cuz you hoes broke b**hes wanna fight, ain't got no life, get yo mind right b**h get out yo feelings talkin' hard like a f**in' dyke Man this sh** so easy I be doin' it while I'm sleepy Poppin' pills gettin' geeky Never been a sellout, get a shoot I go to BelAir 40 with the dick, so you know my sh** stand out Bad yellow b**h, I ain't neva got no handouts [Hook] Say they on my head, they ain't drop sh** Ratchet a** weave, that's a mopstick Have my n***a at yo crib on some hot sh** Steady screamin' f** the opps b**h [Verse 2] f** a opp b**h, you a broke b**h You ain't got sh**, you ain't doin' sh** You ain't hittin' licks You ain't gettin' rich, you a sad b**h On the gram, you a mad b**h If I see you you a target You and that retarded b**h, I'll spit on you with them dirty shoes Yeah b**h, yo n***a always f**in' choose I be with k**ers, they ain't got sh** to lose Fake a** rappin' b**h, you be buyin' views Slide down with them poles, have you on the news Playin' crazy, playin' roles have you on the news Heard you tellin' on yo n***as, why they wearin' blues? Never told a soul, I been countin' blues [Hook] Say they on my head, they ain't drop sh** Ratchet a** weave, that's a mopstick Have my n***a at yo crib on some hot sh** Steady screamin' f** the opps b**h