Opp Stoppa (feat. 21 Savage)

[Intro: YBN Nahmir & 21 Savage]
(21, pussy, pussy) Shh, shh, sheesh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass niggas, weird ass niggas, man
What are all these niggas talkin bout? (Pussy, pussy)
Ice cream ass niggas
Ayy (Ayy, sheesh)
[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir]
I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket
If its war, we aint playin games, bitch, we get it started
Im the man, clip it, keep a hundred, nigga, Im a gunner
When its beef, we aint playin games , we hit you and yo mama
Know that choppa, thats that oppa stoppa, hit you and your partners
I fell in love with all this ****in money, you in love with drama
Say -say baby, Im not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin in a Honda (Ayy)
All these tattoos on my ****in body, she say Im a hottie
Why your girlfriend always wanna **** me, wanna touch my body?
We got all type of ****in guns, might even have a Tommy
I remember them days in the jail, still free my nigga Rodney
And free Chris though, member we was bouncin out with .44s
A nigga keep it silent in L.A., I keep a clip though
Cause no, I cant be lackin in these streets, I keep a big pole
And I cant have no nigga with me if they gon snitch on us
[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
Know that choppa, thats that oppa stoppa, hit you and your partners
I fell in love with all this ****in money, you in love with drama
Say-say baby, Im not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin in a Honda
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Ayy, big dawg Savage (21 )
Toss your baby mama in the air like she a salad (On God)
Ratchet bitch suck me while Im drivin, she from Dallas (Straight up)
Lil mama got some buns on her, I call her Patty (21)
My model bitch be smokin all the Woods, she from Cali (21)
In my Testarossa (21), my pistol out the holster (On God)
Im double cuppin syrup, bitch, I dont need no coaster (Facts)
Opps want promotion (Pussy), we put em on a poster (Pussy)
I gunned him down in his own hood cause he local (Pussy)
My watch ten bricks (God shit)
Rolling Loud Miami, I pulled up with ten sticks (21)
Bitch, smell my fragrance, you cant tell me I aint rich (21)
Big 4L, I aint shakin no hand with no snitch (21)
[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
Know that choppa, thats that oppa stoppa, hit you and your partners
I fell in love with all this ****in money, you in love with drama
Say-say baby, Im not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin in a Honda
Ah, that choppa, thats that oppa stoppa, hit you and your partners
I fell in love with all this ****in money, you in love with drama
Say-say baby, Im not Sosa, baby, but I keep a llama
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin in a Honda