Opps Side ft. Real 1

No, I ain't trippin' bout the opps side Nigga tryna give his quarterback, he be offsides

Smoke one, then forget about it, pay him no mind Niggas swear somebody on their wave, but they in low tide

No, I ain't trippin' bout the opps side Nigga tryna give his quarterback, he be offsides

Smoke one, then forget about it, pay him no mind Niggas swear somebody on their wave, but they in low tide

Never know when your time come and keep yo blick tucked When the money callin' like a truck, I'ma pick up

I ain't even want the pussy I just want my dick sucked, so Don't mistake me for these lame niggas, I don't want no mix-ups

I'ma keep grindin' till my neck on O'Shea I'ma put this stick right to these niggas like he crocheted

New bitch every season, I ain't trippin' bout no old bay I'm stuck up in my old ways, reminisce bout all day

Twenty-two years on this earth My heart on my sleeve, you can tell when I'm hurtin

Pocket full of blue hunnids, pulled it out, bitch Thought it was a Smurf spent the whole rack