New Opp Pack In The Air This Gas Or What Lyrics
Song Details: New Opp Pack In The Air This Gas Or What Lyrics. The song is sung by Only The Family ft. Lil Durk and the song name is No Auto Durk.
New Opp Pack In The Air This Gas Or What Lyrics
[Intro]
We on our OTF shit, you heard?
A nigga talking ’bout, “Muhfucker can’t use no tune”
Like muhfucker ain’t in these streets
On Lil Moe grave these niggas is straight hoes (On God)
Niggas know what’s up with us, man
Talkin’ ’bout we don’t be out here
Nigga, you got us fucked up boy
Man, I get shit done, boy
You tweakin’, yo’ ass trippin’
[Verse]
Niggas call me Bloodas just like Tee out here (Let’s get it)
Opps be calling foenem phone, say I don’t be out here (L’s)
Catch him, knock his noodles back, just don’t tweak out here (Grrah)
Foenem slidin, late night huntin’, ain’t no sleep out here (Skrr, skrr, skrr)
Two days back-to-back, that’s fifty racks to be out here (On God)
Can’t have no fefe on yo’ block as long as Steve out here (Grrah)
Can’t try to slide inside a fish bowl, you got beef out here (Psh)
Low-key wanna get Zoo out the way, they say he a chief out here (Say he a chief out here)
Niggas hoes, they tuck they tails ’cause they be scared (‘Cause they be scared)
In that Hellcat, on the E-way, off them meds (E-way, off the meds)
Say his name inside this song, my bro said I better not say it (Bro said I better not say it)
Niggas low-key want that smoke, you do, you better not say it (You better not say it)
Get yo’ ass back in that house, we got FN not nines (Not nines)
My credit so A1 with killers, I be payin’ my fines (My fines)
Opps be on my dick in songs but I don’t pay ’em no mind (Pussy)
All them hoes that be with the opps, gang done broke they spine (Gang done broke they spine)
All the crackers get robbed for they shit, they buy it back (They buy it back)
I keep my Glock in her Chanel, that shit cost five racks (That shit cost five racks)
All these hoes be goin’ for real, low-key just buy ’em X (Just buy ’em X)
He got shot up in his shit, I hear he tryna flex (He tryna flex)
Never care so much, ran out of ‘Woods, just pass the Dutch (Pass the Dutch)
Your homies died, you don’t never slide, it ain’t addin’ up (It ain’t addin’ up)
Get caught with a pipe, you out same night, you fed or what? (Night, you fed or what?)
New opp pack in the air, this gas or what? (This gas or what?)
He’d still be alive right now if you niggas ain’t gas him up (Turn up)
Give my shorties steamers and guns, I tell ’em slide for nothin’ (Go slide)
Everybody with this gang-gang shit, so they ain’t dying for nothin’ (They not dyin’ for nothin’)
If she don’t fuck on the first night off the rip, I ain’t buying her nothin’ (Ain’t buyin’ her nothin’, bitch)
If I ain’t got time for loving my kids then I ain’t got time for nothin’ (Then I ain’t got time for nothin’)
Then I slide home to my bitch, that mean no time for cuddlin’ (That mean no time for cuddlin’)
Why these niggas think they safe ’cause they locked in? (‘Cause they locked in)
Man, we thought this shit was over, send some shots then (Grrah, grrah)
You think you safe where you at out West? Lil’ nigga just bopped in (Nigga just bopped in, Wop)
I know some killers from out West, they keep them Glock tens (Wop, Wop, Wop)
Knowin’ they killer on the loose, it throw my vibe off (Throw my vibe off)
You lightin’ candles on that main street, watch that side block (Shh, watch that side block)
You ever stood up over a opp and knocked his dreads off? (I did)
You know a nigga claim he a hate us but he fanned out (Let’s get it)
Back then I pull up to them clubs them killers was sittin’ in steamers (Sittin’ in steamers)
How the fuck he say he ain’t tell but the court steady throwing that nigga subpoenas? (That nigga subpoenas)
Fuck Lil Durk, he ain’t on shit, his ass a singer (What else?)
Fuck Lil Durk, his ass so goofy, he not Lamron either (What else?)
Fuck Lil Durk, he talked to 6ix9ine live about his people (What else?)
Niggas always say they out here, we don’t never see ’em (They lyin’)
But if we do, we pop out cars and we gon’ no ID ’em (Doo-doo-doo)
Low-key I know they hurt, they hurt so bad they don’t IG it (Yeah)
Jumped off the porch back then when X was stacks and smoking mid (On God)
69th and Ashland, used to stay right there right by the field (On gang)
Loco he stayed next door on Bishop, he was selling mid (On gang)
Eighteen for exotic, in Chiraq sell it thirty-six (Thirty-six)
I’m not tryna die young out here like I’m Roddy Ricch (Like I’m Roddy Ricch)
We get that lo’-lo’ then foenem go sit outside your crib (Sit outside your crib)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Outro]
We on our OTF shit, you heard
Thank you, come again
Gang, gang, gang, gang
You shittin’ me?
