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lirik lagu yung flexzo - the opps

[intro: yung flexzo]
(boom, boom, boom)
(flexzo!)
(rado bl!ckz in this b~tch)
(you know what time it is)
(slide music, opp music—grrah!)
(yeah, yeah)
(go dummy, bl!ckz!)

[chorus: yung flexzo]
this ain’t no pressure pack, b~tch this that opp gas (opp gas!)
this that sh~t that make you spin and leave ’em toe~tagged (bah!)
say he caught a body—cap, that boy got no past (cap!)
my new b~tch got fake tits, but that fn stay on her bold ass (boom, boom!)
this ain’t no og smoke, this that dirty sack (dirty!)
hit the wrong crib, doubled back like, “where them birdies at?” (skrrt!)
he was claimin’ drills, till he got zipped—ain’t no words in that (shh!)
he was tough online, now he a quote with thirty laughin’ reacts (p~ssy!)

[verse 1: yung flexzo]
f~ck them opps, i spin ’em daily (spin!)
shoot that glock till my fingers achy (boom!)
flexzo known for catchin’ cases
still out slidin’, probation shaky (f~ck it!)
new mask on, ain’t talkin’ jason
hit his whip, now it’s a vacant (bah!)
hollow tips like hot sensations
split his dome like calculations (headshot!)
these lil’ boys ain’t in my section (nah)
all my dawgs been taught aggression (grrrah)
talkin’ beef, better watch yo’ mentions
turn yo’ name into a legend (no cap)
if he breathe, he gettin’ tested
7.62s teach him lessons (boom!)
and my b~tch don’t need a weapon
she’ll line a ho up like a dentist (grrah!)
[chorus: yung flexzo & rado bl!ckz]
this ain’t no pressure pack, b~tch this that opp gas (brrt!)
this that sh~t that make you spin and leave ’em toe~tagged (toe~tagged!)
say he caught a body—cap, that boy got no past (that boy lyin’)
my new b~tch got fake tits, but that fn stay on her bold ass (bah, bah!)
this ain’t no og smoke, this that dirty sack (dirty!)
hit the wrong crib, doubled back like, “where them birdies at?” (brrrah!)
he was claimin’ drills, till he got zipped—ain’t no words in that (p~ssy!)
he was tough online, now he a quote with thirty laughin’ reacts (boom, boom, boom!)

[verse 2: rado bl!ckz]
(rado!)
bl!ckz don’t play with sh~t, i got drums like travis barker (brrah!)
we gon’ bend his block till that b~tch quiet like a charger (skrrt!)
he say he a demon, now his face on someone’s altar (facts)
we don’t squash no beef, we cook it—smokin’ opp like lava (flame!)
ayy, backdoor open, ain’t no knockin’, that’s your homie’s fault (dumbass!)
they be cryin’, postin’ “long live”—b~tch, that body cost (boom)
we don’t show no mercy, empty clips until it pause (drrt!)
caught him slippin’ at that mall, now that gofundme takin’ off (broke boys!)
we too reckless, war professionals
keep that iron like we weldin’, hoe (facts!)
he was tweetin’ threats—now he bleedin’ out, that message old (gone!)
street don’t love n0body, not even kinfolk (nah)
and i ain’t f~ckin’ with no b~tch who still text in green bubbles (ugh!)
[final chorus: both]
this ain’t no pressure pack, b~tch this that opp gas (opp gas!)
this that sh~t that make you spin and leave ’em toe~tagged (spin, spin, spin!)
say he caught a body—cap, that boy got no past (cap!)
my new b~tch got fake tits, but that fn stay on her bold ass (boom, boom!)
this ain’t no og smoke, this that dirty sack (dirty!)
hit the wrong crib, doubled back like, “where them birdies at?” (where they at?)
he was claimin’ drills, till he got zipped—ain’t no words in that (quiet!)
he was tough online, now he a quote with thirty laughin’ reacts (ha! p~ss—!)

[outro: yung flexzo & rado bl!ckz]
(grrah grrah!)
(don’t mention us unless you want candlelights)
(yung flexzo)
(bl!ckz, b~tch!)
(13 bodies—13 singles—count ’em)
(boom, boom—deadass!)

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