No Opp No diss Lyrics

Got me cup in booth for this one

Yo, yo, yo

See a opp, catch a opp, get his ass up outta here

Boy, you say we beefin' light this shit up like a Chandelier

All my bitches comin' and they steppin' like the Betas here

All my niggas clippin ' with them staples like the Lakers here

Dump the body, we can get it done because the Laker is here

Country nigga, put in with them pigs and get the cases clear

Niggas mad at me and Bino now, cause ain't no fakin' here

Goofy nigga, standin' in my way and bitch, we takin' here

Trap street, bitch, the trap is jumpin', ain't no fakin' here

Mix it with the pressure, get that cake and plus we bakin' here

Hit 'em the chopper, bitch, we knockin' down the family tree

And all these niggas talkin' shit, we pullin' when they family be ', nigga

I told y'all niggas this wasn't no motherfuckin' beef

but the niggas made it bigger than what the fuck it really is

He got to act like that, I don't even know why

Trap street

Hey, Bino

Don't worry about me

I don't need a lot of fuck' niggas keep tryin' to play with me like I ain't that motherfuckin' nigga

I ain't stoppin for nothin'

I guess because I was

Probably don't want to say against a nigga like myself, but I ain't never been no pussy

Once upon a time, a pussy nigga was a friend of Me

Don't be disrespectful, girl, that nigga ain't your enemy

Here these nigga go with all these pussy niggas, Tendencies.

Almost caught a 187 , on the way from Tennessee

I was Boolin' it with Buck and heard these niggas dissin' me

Shoot that nigga a couple times, his shit wasn't intentional

Where the fuck you be at when we outside you niggas be hidin'

You wasn't with Me abs Bino was out slappin'

Man, this city always tryin' to make somethin' out of nothin'

This ain't no diss , it's just an argument between my fuckin' brother

Nigga, you dissed me in your song, and I had to get you back

to let you know I ain't no bitch and I ain't rockin' like that pussy

And the bad thing is, when you did what you did, you knew the motherfuckers was comin', right

The next time you make a lil' song, man, make sure you mention my motherfuckin' name

I'll next beat this shit up

But like I said, this ain't beef

Nigga, I'll take bitch to the motherfuckin' streets

When we disagree, nigga, I will kill you on these motherfuckin' tracks, nigga

I was gon' get you, man, I had a time deal

Take a lil' telly out, a nigga squad me, told me, leave it alone

I guess I'll leave it alone

But there will not be a next time, nigga

Yeah, kill em

Kill em, kill em, kill em, kill em

Pressure Gang

Trap Street

Trap Street