Gaining Wings Lyrics

Opps droppin'

They gaining wings

Them tools poppin'

Everything got a beam

My hittas wildin'

That thirty poke out my jeans

The half-a-man a make a grown man drop to his knees

Opps droppin'

They gaining wings

Them tools poppin'

Everything got a beam

My hittas wildin'

That thirty poke out my jeans

The half-a-man a make a grown man drop to his knees

Op droppin'

All the ops floppin' what a lovely sight

Them niggas dying bullets flying like a kite

Or a flight

Round yo steppas up let's see who slide tonight

Catch me rolling off a X go spin the bend and make the street white

That's white chalk and caution where ya dawg at? ima off him

Yo click deep that's even better that mean I got mo options

I'm plottin' with a clear conscious

Hollow tips leave em' rotten

Thought I forgot cha?

Bust yo fuckin' top and watch ya drip like a faucet

My Nina (Nine) tired of fuckin' shit I think she exhausted

My brother went walked down again I told that boy he too toxic

Can't waste no time beefin'with them, you niggas softer than cotton

What you clutching a toolie for you still ain't go get a body?

AHH

That shit absurd

Shit get real up in that field it's like I'm runnin' kick returns

Actin' like he was such hotboy that iron cooled off his nerves

You had went copped all them rods but still got found on that curb

AHH

Opps droppin'

They gaining wings

Them tools poppin'

Everything got a beam

My hittas wildin'

That thirty poke out my jeans

The thirty-a-man a make a grown man drop to his knees

Opps droppin'

They gaining wings

Them tools poppin'

Everything got a beam

My hittas wildin'

That thirty poke out my jeans

The half-a-man a make a grown man drop to his knees