Capolow – Dead Opps

Capolow Dead Opps

Capolow – Dead Opps Lyrics

Artist: Capolow
Song: Dead Opps

Ayy, ayy
On everything, you pray the opps die?
All the opps dead
I wonder how I’m still alive sometimes

That’s why I still get high sometimes
I pray all the opps die sometimes
I still pick up the nine sometimes
I pray all my n#gg#s free from hard times

I pray all my n#gg#s off the yard line
I pray, oh, yeah, I pray
I pray all the opps die, all the opps die
He hopped out, opp laid, opp dead

I pray the opps die, heard what I said [Ayy, ayy
I grab that chop, kill a n#gg# for my meds
Kill a opp sober, kill an opp off the meds
I still pick up my nine sometimes

I pray all the opps die sometimes
That’s why I still get high sometimes [Ayy, ayy
I wonder how I’m still alive sometimes [Ayy, ayy
Give a f#ck about that n#gg#, he ain’t one of mines

Give a f#ck about that b#tch, she ain’t pay, she ain’t mines
Long as I’m gon’ ride to my word, we gon’ be fine
As long as I got nine, take my word, we gon’ be fine
I pray all my n#gg#s free from hard times

I pray all my n#gg#s off the yard line [Ayy, ayy
I pray, oh, yeah, I pray
I pray all the opps die, all the opps die [Ayy, ayy]
I wonder how I’m still alive sometimes

That’s why I still get high sometimes
I pray all the opps die sometimes
I still pick up the nine sometimes
I pray all my n#gg#s free from hard times

I pray all my n#gg#s off the yard line [Ayy, ayy
I pray, oh, yeah, I pray
I pray all the opps die, all the opps die
I be prayin’ that the opps die [Facts

Leave a n#gg# lookin’ like his dog died [b#tch-ass n#gg#
f#ck around with me and get hog-tied
Pull up in a Benz with the frog eyes
Free the whole gang, I got mob ties [Free the gang

Private location with some mob guys [Free the gang
I’m lookin’ at your ho, tell your b#tch bye
Throw her to the team, it’s a fish fry [That part
Cook a player hater like a french fry

Your ho fell in love with a rich guy [Yeah
I think she fell in love with how my wrist shine
I’m huggin’ four lanes, you can’t get by
They gave my n#gg# eighty on the state yard

He told me he’d rather be up in the graveyard
Them other n#gg#s ain’t tough, they just play hard [Clowns
b#tch, I’m good everywhere ’cause my face card [What else?]
I wonder how I’m still alive sometimes

That’s why I still get high sometimes
I pray all the opps die sometimes
I still pick up the nine sometimes
I pray all my n#gg#s free from hard times

I pray all my n#gg#s off the yard line [Ayy, ayy
I pray, oh, yeah, I pray
I pray all the opps die, all the opps die
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From the album:
Code Name 16 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021