BIG30 – Opp Pacc

BIG30 – Opp Pacc Lyrics

Artist: BIG30
Song: Opp Pacc

Blrrd, blrrd, blrrd
(Turn me up, YC)
Blrrd
Ayy

Ain’t no n#gg# never gave me sh#t, I ran off with a bomb (Ayy, I ran off with a bat)
Steady clutching on this Glock, I think this b#tch stuck to my thumb (Steady clutching on my gat)
7.62 hit his stomach, ricocheted all through his lungs (Blrrd, blrrd)
When that Draco hit his leg, that p#ss# fell and broke his arm (That p#ss# fell and broke his arm)

See, this money don’t mean sh#t to me, I’m everywhere you ain’t (I’m everywhere you ain’t)
I might go drop me an opp, then post on IG like, “Free Hank” (Post on IG like, “Free Hank”)
I like f#cking all your b#tches, then go do something that you can’t (Ha)
I’m in Houston off two Percocets, Gelato, and some drank

I ain’t got time to lie like, “You my b#tch”, I’m just here for the sex (I can’t)
I might go bust down a W to put on for Willet (I might)
BGE the clan and that’s my label, Choppa Gang the set (The set)
If a opp play at my show, I bet his #ss won’t make the next (The next)

I smoke opp pack to the face, bro, we smoke what’s-his-name for fun (Gas, gas, gas)
Fifty shots all in this bag, he tried to run and get a gun (Blrrd, blrrd)
We won’t tolerate no disrespect, put your #ss past the sun (The sun)
Canary yellow diamonds, purple flag, Glock 23, LeBron (Ha)

I smoke opp pack to the face, bro, we smoke what’s-his-name for fun (Gas, gas, gas)
Fifty shots all in this bag, he tried to run and get a gun (Blrrd, blrrd)
We won’t tolerate no disrespect, put your #ss past the sun (The sun)
Canary yellow diamonds, purple flag, Glock 23, LeBron (Ha)

I just left from Johnny Dang, ten top and ten bottom (My teeth)
They just gave me five racks for a show, spent it on my toddler (Racks)
Judge threw the book at my lil’ n#gg# like he Harry Potter (Free Wright)
Me and Ari on the yacht smoking exotic with some thots (Getting high, chilling with b#tches)

Put your wrists up in the air, see who got more rocks in they watch (Ayy, let me see your digits)
The night I lost my n#gg#, shed some tears, then four people got shot (Blrrd)
b#tches f#cking ’cause I’m hot (Hot)
I got Glocks I never shot (Blrrd)

I smoke opp pack to the face, bro, we smoke what’s-his-name for fun (Gas, gas, gas)
Fifty shots all in this bag, he tried to run and get a gun (Blrrd, blrrd)
We won’t tolerate no disrespect, put your #ss past the sun (The sun)
Canary yellow diamonds, purple flag, Glock 23, LeBron (Ha)

I smoke opp pack to the face, bro, we smoke what’s-his-name for fun (Gas, gas)
Fifty shots all in this bag, he tried to run and get a gun (Your ass, ass)
We won’t tolerate no disrespect, put your #ss past the sun (Blrrd, blrrd)
Canary yellow diamonds, purple flag, Glock 23, LeBron (Ha)

Gas, gas
Your ass, #ss
Blrrd, blrrd
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From the album:
Opp Pacc [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021