Opp Hunting by Famo Banga Lyrics
[Intro]
My niggas is savage, my niggas they coming thru blasting
Y'all making these movies y'all actors, headshot for you faggots
I said that my niggas is savage, my niggas they coming thru blasting
Y'all making these movies y'all actors, headshot for you faggots
Opp hunting in my city get tragic, opp hunting in my city get tragic
7 days 7 nights bitch, won't stop till a nigga get vanished
Opp hunting in my city get tragic, opp hunting in my city get tragic
7 days 7 nights bitch, won't stop till a nigga get vanished
[Verse]
Demons in my head telling me kill, OGs they telling me chill
Cook up I cook up I stay on the grill, you know imma felon they raising the bell
Only 14 for the plain with shells, indicted the bros run down by myself
Jeweler my jeweler my diamond my wealth, flex on these niggas Balmain with the belt they envy my style
Said that my head on the plate, so you that I stay with the KK
We don't discriminate, muhafucka's don't care if you baby
Please get the fuck out my face, hollow's dripping through faces
Famo is inpatient, I love me blue faces
Money coming, shots i'm ducking, these bitches love me, you feeling loney, I got it on me
So try to run up, Fifty with me yeah he pop out the cut
3 up I had the building turnt up
My niggas they wilding out, R.I.P Ike god damn muthafucka bring Savage out, what the fuck he gon' brag about, stain gang take a chain have a nigga taking longer routes
Money first (?) shit sound like a car when it's broken down (Skr skr skr)
I got a Folk in my trunk then I spray the pound
Rolling off trippy bitch, said imma gangsta said imma actor nigga you can suck my fucking dick, 40 make him back up this is the rap up
Opp hunting in my city bitch 7 days 7 nights before the guns niggas fight
Niggas got left wasn't right, so you know that I keep me a hot pipe
Flex, flex, all my niggas they flex, all my niggas get checks
'Sace be cooking, I call him "The Chef"
Geeked on his brother, you know that he with me
Switching these lanes, Es Five with the fifty
We on our own, won't change for the money
Try to run up boy you must be a dummy
[Outro]
Wooooooo
Lil bitch, lil bitch
"Say fuck my dead mans right now imma punch you in your muhfuckin' face right now lil bitch"
My niggas is savage, my niggas they coming thru blasting
Y'all making these movies y'all actors, headshot for you faggots
I said that my niggas is savage, my niggas they coming thru blasting
Y'all making these movies y'all actors, headshot for you faggots
Opp hunting in my city get tragic, opp hunting in my city get tragic
7 days 7 nights bitch, won't stop till a nigga get vanished
Opp hunting in my city get tragic, opp hunting in my city get tragic
7 days 7 nights bitch, won't stop till a nigga get vanished
[Verse]
Demons in my head telling me kill, OGs they telling me chill
Cook up I cook up I stay on the grill, you know imma felon they raising the bell
Only 14 for the plain with shells, indicted the bros run down by myself
Jeweler my jeweler my diamond my wealth, flex on these niggas Balmain with the belt they envy my style
Said that my head on the plate, so you that I stay with the KK
We don't discriminate, muhafucka's don't care if you baby
Please get the fuck out my face, hollow's dripping through faces
Famo is inpatient, I love me blue faces
Money coming, shots i'm ducking, these bitches love me, you feeling loney, I got it on me
So try to run up, Fifty with me yeah he pop out the cut
3 up I had the building turnt up
My niggas they wilding out, R.I.P Ike god damn muthafucka bring Savage out, what the fuck he gon' brag about, stain gang take a chain have a nigga taking longer routes
Money first (?) shit sound like a car when it's broken down (Skr skr skr)
I got a Folk in my trunk then I spray the pound
Rolling off trippy bitch, said imma gangsta said imma actor nigga you can suck my fucking dick, 40 make him back up this is the rap up
Opp hunting in my city bitch 7 days 7 nights before the guns niggas fight
Niggas got left wasn't right, so you know that I keep me a hot pipe
Flex, flex, all my niggas they flex, all my niggas get checks
'Sace be cooking, I call him "The Chef"
Geeked on his brother, you know that he with me
Switching these lanes, Es Five with the fifty
We on our own, won't change for the money
Try to run up boy you must be a dummy
[Outro]
Wooooooo
Lil bitch, lil bitch
"Say fuck my dead mans right now imma punch you in your muhfuckin' face right now lil bitch"