Splurt Diablo - Local Opp lyrics

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Splurt Diablo - Local Opp lyrics

[Hook] L-O-C-A-L, O-double-P Local opp, that's me I am that local opp, don't shot rock But I still come to your block with the what Local opp, don't shot rock But I still come to your block with the what [Verse 1] Man try ask for a box and flick Are you mad? You'll get a box in the lip 44 tek off your spine, [?] hip Never could you take Jay Amm for a prick Jay Amm's moving sick I buss at him, charge, and I won't get nicked Dread out the pagan, skrrr in the whip Shank man's face [?] tip Man, I don't take no disrespect So don't ask Jay Amm for a 3.5 Man, I don't take no disrespect Disrespect me and I'm taking your life Run up on your yard, kick down the door Boom, then I shank him straight on sight You could be wham, you can go gym If you've got a stab vest then I'm shanking you fine [Hook] L-O-C-A-L, O-double-P Local opp, that's me L-O-C-A-L, O-double-P Local opp, that's me I am that local opp, don't shot rock But I still come to your block with the what Local opp, don't shot rock But I still come to your block with the what [Verse 2] They only wanna see Jay Amm on the wing They don't wanna see Jay Amm on the block They only wanna see Jay Amm go bin They don't wanna see Jay Amm at the top Cause Jay Amm got sent down by the judge but Jay Amo never got roughed on the wing Jay Amm, went radio, touched mic and All of a sudden he's running the ting How can a man tell me that My 3.5 .35 bar was swag When I roll with my nizzy, and I'm with Tizzy No, you can't f** with the gang, I'll Run up on you while you're moving prang, I'll Run up on you while you're moving ugly Buss man's head and then go country Move like your uncle, hot up your auntie [Hook] L-O-C-A-L, O-double-P Local opp, that's me L-O-C-A-L, O-double-P Local opp, that's me I am that local opp, don't shot rock But I still come to your block with the what Local opp, don't shot rock But I still come to your block with the what [Verse 3] The last time that guy tried ask me for a 3.5 He got left in the dirt Bun them pagans, it's an on sight ting So man ah just call divert Jay Amm never got roughed on the wing but Jay Amm's on the front line like Rashford Free up the mandem riding the stretch Bun the pagans that are smoking Ashford See, I've trapped in the bando 8 ball link coming through with the rambo White girls love my team, white girls love my team When we're talking slang though Drop man twice in the face, won't buss case But I ain't going in the can though Grove's where you might see man, Ps is the plan Off to the trap's where man go [Hook] L-O-C-A-L, O-double-P Local opp, that's me L-O-C-A-L, O-double-P Local opp, that's me I am that local opp, don't shot rock But I still come to your block with the what Local opp, don't shot rock But I still come to your block with the what