GloRilla - Opp Shit

GloRilla - Opp Shit Lyric

AceC, turn that heat up, nigga

Fuckin' with this opp nigga (opp nigga), my cousin smoked his brother
Locked in with a nigga that (that what?), ain't got no bidness fuckin'
Duckin' off in 'BnBs (why?), we can't be seen in public
Fuckin' with this opp nigga (what the fuck?), and I think I love him

Fuckin' with this opp nigga (opp nigga), my cousin smoked his brother
Locked in with a nigga that (that what?), ain't got no bidness fuckin'
Duckin' off in 'BnBs (why?), we can't be seen in public
Fuckin' with this opp nigga (what the fuck?), and I think I love him

Ridin' with this opp nigga (opp nigga)
Knowin' if cuh 'nem see this car, I might get popped with you (bah, bah, bah)
I know all your spots and loads, but I won't drop, nigga (I won't do that)
He give me racks and send me roses, my lil' hot nigga (woo, woo)

But he an opp nigga (huh)
Meet up only on his side of town, when we fuck around
Quick link up, he flew me outta town, just to buss me down (ice)
Yeah, I put it on him for that Rollie, this shit on the ground
Don't hit my line, just send me a text when they not around

See him out in clubs, I shoot birds and go the other way (pshh)
When cuh 'nem go and spin, I just pray that they don't hit my bae
Text his phone like, "Bae, I know you slidin', but stay out the way" (nah, for real)
Told him to stay dangerous, niggas on that, they don't play it safe (on the gang)

Fuckin' with this opp nigga (opp nigga), my cousin smoked his brother
Locked in with a nigga that (that what?), ain't got no bidness fuckin'
Duckin' off in 'BnBs (why?), we can't be seen in public
Fuckin' with this opp nigga (what the fuck?), and I think I love him

Fuckin' with this opp nigga (opp nigga), my cousin smoked his brother
Locked in with a nigga that (that what?), ain't got no bidness fuckin'
Duckin' off in 'BnBs (why?), we can't be seen in public
Fuckin' with this opp nigga (what the fuck?), and I think I love him