
Timo – New Opps Lyrics
Artist: Timo
Song: New Opps
Yeah, yeah
f#ck them dead n#gg#s, I smoke new opps
f#ck them dead n#gg#s, I smoke new opps
f#ck them dead n#gg#s, I smoke new opps
Flocka got head tap, I smoke Coogi pack
Some goofies, got now
See them faces and get active, switches on they #ss
Thinking that you low, your b#tch get you smashed
Pop out, let this Glock do the dance
Froze #ss died, had a heart attack
Take a rapper chain, this n#gg# done bought it back
Smoking Bubba now, I’m talking about ’em
Gudda was my favorite, damn, they slide on him
Lil’ used to call me, he don’t call no more
f#ck Bubz, hype #ss n#gg# overdose
We ain’t shooting from no distance, shoot him over close
I lost blood in this sh#t, it’s forever smoke
Tryna catch a opp loose, make him crash the boat
Catch a opp, make him poop, thought he seen a ghost
Have you ever so close that blood got on your clothes?
All that drive-by sh#t ain’t gon’ work no more
Chase a n#gg# down like, “Where you finna go?”
n#gg#s goin’ outside front designer stores
Tryna get his dick wet, he got wet some more
Thinkin’ with his dick, now they got your lo’
Shoot up a house, we can get it on
This sh#t, we post up they door
You get caught on sh#t, might no make it home
Don’t get caught on live screamin’ like, “Lil Dee, no”
f#ck pistol on that b#tch like she pissed on herself
Yeah, uh, step on a b#tch
He used to be a shooter, he a f#ckin’ snitch
12 snatch me up, I ain’t with this sh#t
I used to wait for black and white but I knew that he snitched
Want some smoke? Boy, come get this sh#t
Walk a n#gg# down, hit him in his sh#t
I don’t gotta say sh#t, fat ho eat the dick
And I got a b#tch, you can’t record sh#t
Yeah, yeah, that’s how I know I’m lit
They just killed his man, yeah, lil’ shorty sick
Yeah, eat the clip, n#gg#s not on sh#t
Only reason you hear about my L’s ’cause I am who I am
Took a rapper sh#t, he ain’t do—
Took a rapper sh#t, he ain’t do sh#t but diss
Yeah, I speak facts, a lot of n#gg#s be cap
This that old Timmy, yeah, yeah
Yeah, oh, yeah, old Timmy
They want that old Timmy, f#ck it, smoking—
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
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Release Year: 2013
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