I LUV ALL THE OPPS

[Intro: AB] Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: AB] I love all the opps, I love all the opps Thank you for this life, thank you for this watch That's why in all my songs they get all the props 'Cause I love all the opps, I love all the opps [Verse 1: AB] Quit school, went into the draft I been putting numbers up since that Been pulling up in Hummers since that Check my interior, so clean, so mean, so what? So serious AB do it all, man, I touch all areas CEO of CAB Records, I'm the best at this and I ain't trippin' I leave the game on both feet, man, I'm dippin' I don't got time to be Unity with my opps, Unity with my opps Opportunities for the block, opportunities for the block I put it up in the archives, I put it down just like I invented it I'm in the center of this right world period [Chorus: AB] I love all the opps, I love all the opps Thank you for this life, thank you for this watch That's why in all my songs they get all the props 'Cause I love all the opps, I love all the opps [Post-Chorus: AB] Thank you for this life, thank you for this pain Hatin' on the 'Gram, thank you for this fame That shit happen every day, I hope it never change I ain't trippin', man Pain hard to change [Verse 2: Kodak Black] Itchin' to blick shit, fiendin' to turn demon again, need a reason to do it I'd bag 'em today if I could have my way, but sad to say it ain't Call of Duty Assassinatin', I ain't catchin' no case, you caught a body, but who threw it? Ball or fall, beat on them courts, you don't make it in sports take a chance on music Rhyming [?] like the gram of drugs, if it ain't fun then I use it Love all the luxury, treat my bands like my friends, she better not talk to no goofy I shoot shit like Cupid, I love all my opps, nigga we married I take 'em on dates, but you play, you lay right there where you make your bed It's just us, them 84 cuts don't spread, lil AB like lil Ten You gon' get killed just sittin' over there, you shootin' them vids, we still gon' wet I keep her near, but I might not even wanna keep her, I treat her like my dreads Better watch your scalp 'cause [?] on your head Bake 'em a cake like it's their birthday, niggas throw a party like your parents You gon' be a brave nigga in the grave, nigga, it's all the same, you ain't gotta be scared I need all my steppers, I treat all them special, Ed and Edd Wish we'd last forever, by the time I brought your flowers they was already dead Thanks for all the hate, thanks for all the fake shit I forgot to tell you, under pressure I'm at my best Hold on one more thing, let me say this Fuck you, fuck you too, fuck you three Incest [Chorus: AB] I love all the opps, I love all the opps Thank you for this life, thank you for this watch That's why in all my songs they get all the props 'Cause I love all the opps, I love all the opps [Post Chorus: AB] Thank you for this life, thank you for this pain Hatin' on the 'Gram, thank you for this fame That shit happen every day, I hope it never change I ain't trippin', man Pain hard to change [Outro: Kodak Black] NFL, niggas for life Never forget loyalty You never follow lames NFL, sniper gang Huh?