All The Opps - Hotboii

Lyrics by：Javarri Walker/Jacob Canady/Simarpreet Singh Bahia

Composed by：Javarri Walker/Jacob Canady/Simarpreet Singh Bahia

ATL Jacob ATL Jacob

Everything I say is facts non fiction

I spent thirty five on each watch I hold my wrist up

Even if she curve ball I still wouldn't miss her

Only thing I'm scared to bury momma I don't fear much

All the opps music straight garbage I need ear plugs

All the opps broke as hell ain't hard to get no income

All the opps be beefing 'bout a b***h and then forgive her

All the opps would be relevant probably if I dissed them

I love all my opps 'cause without them I wouldn't know how to move

I love all my opps 'cause without them I wouldn't know how to shoot

I love all my opps 'cause without them I wouldn't know how to s**t on n***as

I was ballin' in the paint tryna see the picture

Just let me know what smoke you want I got you we deliver

Henny shot just like a real shot it's bound to eat your liver

I be goin' everywhere dolo solo gang say that I'm trippin'

In the field don't need no blocka still gon' run it down the middle

He say she say run they mouth like relay so what b***h I'm lit lit

Hopped on a PJ I sit by the pilot heavy on my rich s**t

No I don't even play grip the legs 'cause she runnin' like it's fitness

Ain't no more B day roll some dead opps right up smoke a zip with me

This that s**t boost my adrenaline

Hot' be on his pivot gotta come with it when you send for him

Everytime I roll through I'm ridin' with them sentences

He ain't got on no suit we tied him up like businessman

Everything I say is facts non fiction

I spent thirty five on each watch I hold my wrist up

Even if she curve ball I still wouldn't miss her

Only thing I'm scared to bury momma I don't fear much

All the opps music straight garbage I need ear plugs

All the opps broke as hell ain't hard to get no income

All the opps be beefing 'bout a b***h and then forgive her

All the opps would be relevant probably if I dissed them

Probably if I dissed them no sorry I don't mention

I party with my pistol I got a lot of wisdom

She a homebody yeah but everyone know the addy

You ain't gotta be stingy with your friends y'all can have me

All the opps music straight garbage switch the song

N***a all the opps trashcan take 'em to the road

N***a all the opps all the opps all the opps poor

I ain't ever heard his song but I booked him for a show now

Everything I say is facts non fiction

I spent thirty five on each watch I hold my wrist up

Even if she curve ball I still wouldn't miss her

Only thing I'm scared to bury momma I don't fear much

All the opps music straight garbage I need ear plugs

All the opps broke as hell ain't hard to get no income

All the opps be beefing 'bout a b***h and then forgive her

All the opps would be relevant probably if I dissed them