21 Savage – Red Opps Lyrics

21 Savage – Red Opps Lyrics
Red Opps
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    "Red Opps." - 21 Savage

    Album: Red Opps - Single
    Track No: 01
    Yeah, I pull up roll the window down and
    I pull up roll the window down and
    I pull up roll the window down and
    I just bought a pistol, it got thirty rounds in it
    Pull up at yo' momma house and put some rounds in it
    Wet a **** block and watch them **** drown in it
    Hunnid round drum, gun a **** down with it
    I'm on that slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    Slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    I'm on that slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    Slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    I'm on that slaughter gang shit
    Take a **** bitch
    ****, you's a bitch, 'cause I ran off with yo' shit
    I'm a real right Blood and these **** counterfeit
    You don't pull up on the Ave, pussy boy, you get dipped
    I bought a brand new drop, and then I poured me up some drop
    Y'all say real street ****, y'all ain't on no block
    Bitch, keep yo' legs closed 'cause all I want is top
    I pull up and pew, pew, pew, y'all gon' call the cops (21)
    I just bought a pistol, it got thirty rounds in it
    Pull up at yo' momma house and put some rounds in it
    Wet a **** block and watch them **** drown in it
    Hunnid round drum, gun a **** down with it
    I'm on that slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    Slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    I'm on that slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    Slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    Two guns up, I don't give a fuck
    I'm a big dog, lil' ****, you a pup
    Pull up at ya spot, walk up on it, shoot it up
    Your bitch she on the molly, yeah, I got her booted up
    You said that you were trappin', but I heard that's a lie
    Bitch, baking soda, cold water, cut the stove on, scrape the side
    Bitch, you can keep the skinny bitch, 'cause I like a fat ass and thighs (21)
    Bitch, I'm young savage, yo' baby daddy know not to try (21)
    I just bought a pistol, it got thirty rounds in it
    Pull up at yo' momma house and put some rounds in it
    Wet a **** block and watch them **** drown in it
    Hunnid round drum, gun a **** down with it
    I'm on that slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    Slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    I'm on that slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    Slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    Slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    Slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit
    Slaughter gang shit, murder gang shit

    Writer(s): 21 Savage.

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