opps in china Lyrics

We love you Eryxse

Bitch I'm in Chinatown

I stay with a glockie

I'm walking wit killas

I'm gripping the tommy

The jeans they designer

I'm talking bout tommy

Like Tommy Hilfiger

Call a bitch mommy

I fuck then dismiss her

He talk outa pocket

My hand on my trigger

I fuck on yo sister

Yo auntie

Yo daughter

The Stick call of duty

I'm on perchaholics

I leave yo mom griefing

Became alcoholic

I'm feeling prolific

The weed is exotic

The weed is expensive

Like you can't afford it

The toolie a ford

Cuz it always be focused

I keep me a sniper I'm not talking Locus

You talking, you chatting

Like I know it's bogus

I gave her my heart

But she fuck round and broke it

Like Fuck it stay focused

I'm inside my bag

Bitch I'm invincible

Dip like invisible

Bitch I'm yo principal

Listen to me

Trap wit the strap

Like I work overseas

My gun is illegal

That bitch military

I feel like I'm Momo

They calling me scary

Give em' a fade with the glock

Like he hairy

Lil Bitch ima wrestler

Pull up and lariat

Look up to me like

My first name was Harriet

Why they be testing

I always be carrying it

Hand me the beat

Then I fuck round

And bury it

Running like track

But I'm no secretariat

Buy me a beam

Ain no holding me back

He get robbed for the pack

Fuck it take all his straps

I got bitches on bitches

Like fuck it no cap

Got the drake in the back

Load it up let it blast

Send yo ass up to god

You ain' never come back

Bands on my head

But I keep me a Tec

Don't even bother

Don't throw on a vest

Bitch I'm not average

I shoot above chest

I aim for the neck

Like a motha fuckin lion

I catch yo ass lion

Get hit with the Tec

Like a motha fuckin ref

Bitch I throw out a flag

Spin yo block

You get checked with Tec

Bitch I'm all bout my gualla

I'm stacking the checks

Like I am killer

My gun go gorillas

I'm hanging with thotties

Them bitches vanilla

I'm not talking wafers

Like please sign this waiver

I'm taking yo life

That's a motha fuckin promise

I'm throwing these hands

Like a mo fuckin dyke

Talking bout me

He get shot the same night

Came on her face

Like we sexing thru Skype

Shawty so sexy

But she ain' my type

Cinco de mayo

My thot is Latina

She know ima beat her

So I had to leave her

She like a game

I just fuck round delete her

Where is yo mom cuz

I'm Tryna go meet her

Mhm nigga, where your mom at nigga

Yeah nigga, where your mom at

Where is yo mom

I like fucking with milfs

I ain' fucking with pills

I might crack me a seal

I might go on drill

Aim the ruga I kill

If he talking on gang

Like banana we peel

Hit from the back

And I'm making her squeal

Rock fake exotic

My shit it be real

Twenty-Nineteen I was smoking that trill

You was geek'd offa pills

Tryna catch you a meal

Bitch I got gas like a motha fuckin' Jew

Upping my pistol that bitch aimed at you

Wiping his nose like he did a achoo

Shawty a foreign

Like ni hao is you

No I'm not racist

But bitch I am facist

I'm catching a break

Cuz I'm beating my cases

I'm breaking her back like

I'm working with vases

I keep me a metal

I'm not talking braces

Hippity hoppity

That boy in poverty

Shawty my property

Step in this hoe

They ain' nobody stopping me

Bitches want all of me

Only get half of me

Call me yo majesty

Speak that shit properly

That boy a oddity

Glocks in the quantity

We got sticks in the whip

She do tricks on the dick

You seeing the flash

Like I'm taking a flick

Bitch I'm in Chinatown

I stay with a glockie

I'm walking with killas

I'm gripping the tommy

The jeans they designer

I'm talking bout tommy

Like Tommy Hilfiger

Call a bitch mommy

I fuck then dismiss her

He talk outa pocket

My hand on my trigger

I fuck on yo sister

Yo auntie

Yo daughter

The Stick call of duty

I'm on perchaholics