Lyrics Kyle Richh – Oppy

 
Oppy Lyrics – Kyle Richh

Singer: Kyle Richh
Title: Oppy

Like
Like what? Like what?
[War, so nasty
[KR], b#tch

Look, [Enough is enough
Look
Better up that gun
b#tch, I’m, on court and I’m feelin’ like Dwight

I got a gun, why the f#ck would I fight?
Got the knock on my hip and I shoot it like Mike, like
Hoodie on, no one mind what I do
Uppin’ this .40, I’m flippin’ the score

I see an opp and I’m lettin’ it blow, like, b#tch
Why would you lack in the store?
Can’t trust no b#tch that’s oppy
Too tac’, no, you can’t line me

Two’s on my body, I feel like a n#z#
Lil thotty, she throwin’ that #ss out
Like, p#ss# so good, can’t back out
Dick in her stomach, I’m makin’ her tap out, uh

She want the ‘migos, the .42 better, the liquor is hittin’ her māthā
Said, ”This KR Da G”, I’m on D like McGee
And I’m ridin’ with Jerry beside me
She like, ”KR so vibey”

I’m never lackin’, you better not try me
I got the knock on my waist
41K, get shot in your face, b#tch
And no, I can’t trust in no thot

Can’t beef with the n#gg#s that talk to the cops, like
Told bro, ”Don’t lack, just torch”
Jenny on court and she drummin’ like Andre
That b#tch is a play, Andre

Deep in the V, I’ma slide in a hot day
41 for the one, we don’t show no remorse
Got a rocket, I’m feelin’ McGrady
Too lit, no you can’t date me

Throwin’ and throwin’, I feel like Brady
Better up that gun
b#tch, I’m, on court and I’m feelin’ like Dwight
I got a gun, why the f#ck would I fight?

Got the knock on my hip and I shoot it like Mike, like
Hoodie on, no one mind what I do
Uppin’ this .40, I’m flippin’ the score
I see an opp and I’m lettin’ it blow, like, b#tch

Why would you lack in the store?
Can’t trust no b#tch that’s oppy
Too tac’, no, you can’t line me
Two’s on my body, I feel like a n#z#

Lil thotty, she throwin’ that #ss out
Like, p#ss# so good, can’t back out
Dick in her stomach, I’m makin’ her tap out, uh
She want the ‘migos, the .42 better, the liquor is hittin’ her māthā
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Oppy – Terjemahan / Translation

Suka
Seperti apa? Seperti apa?
[War, so nasty
[KR], b#tch

Look, [Enough is enough
Lihat
Better up that gun
b#tch, I’m, on court and I’m feelin’ like Dwight

I got a gun, why the f#ck would I fight?
Got the knock on my hip and I shoot it like Mike, like
Hoodie on, no one mind what I do
Uppin’ this .40, I’m flippin’ the score

I see an opp and I’m lettin’ it blow, like, b#tch
Why would you lack in the store?
Can’t trust no b#tch that’s oppy
Too tac’, no, you can’t line me

Two’s on my body, I feel like a n#z#
Lil thotty, she throwin’ that #ss out
Like, p#ss# so good, can’t back out
Dick in her stomach, I’m makin’ her tap out, uh

She want the ‘migos, the .42 better, the liquor is hittin’ her māthā
Said, ”This KR Da G”, I’m on D like McGee
And I’m ridin’ with Jerry beside me
She like, ”KR so vibey”

I’m never lackin’, you better not try me
I got the knock on my waist
41K, get shot in your face, b#tch
And no, I can’t trust in no thot

Can’t beef with the n#gg#s that talk to the cops, like
Told bro, ”Don’t lack, just torch”
Jenny on court and she drummin’ like Andre
That b#tch is a play, Andre

Deep in the V, I’ma slide in a hot day
41 for the one, we don’t show no remorse
Got a rocket, I’m feelin’ McGrady
Too lit, no you can’t date me

Throwin’ and throwin’, I feel like Brady
Better up that gun
b#tch, I’m, on court and I’m feelin’ like Dwight
I got a gun, why the f#ck would I fight?

Got the knock on my hip and I shoot it like Mike, like
Hoodie on, no one mind what I do
Uppin’ this .40, I’m flippin’ the score
I see an opp and I’m lettin’ it blow, like, b#tch

Why would you lack in the store?
Can’t trust no b#tch that’s oppy
Too tac’, no, you can’t line me
Two’s on my body, I feel like a n#z#

Lil thotty, she throwin’ that #ss out
Like, p#ss# so good, can’t back out
Dick in her stomach, I’m makin’ her tap out, uh
She want the ‘migos, the .42 better, the liquor is hittin’ her māthā
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Lyrics Kyle Richh – Oppy

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