Opera

[Intro]

Yuh

Damn, damn, damn

Door swinging, turnt the spot up

Uh, ayy

[Verse 1: Warhol.SS]

Pack landed, got the door swinging, turnt the spot up

Blew the switch, fat lady singing, no opera

Ion chase hoes, all I know is chasing cold commas

Turnt her swag up, now she reciting what I taught her

Dope dealer main figure, I'm a cold nigga

Caught him reachin' for the ice and made his soul lift

Spitting isms, talking different, he a whole pimp

I'm 50 states, 50 ways niggas know the biz

I told her this and some of that, and one of us gotta listen

I'm super turnt hard body, why my bitch trippin'

They ain't feelin' none of that shit, ain't put yo soul in it

Gen 5 compact, keep that pole hidden

Ayy

At the bank I'm in the vault, that's where you find me

I'm scrapping digits, monеy counting, price risin'

I did some more and said lеss, I play it silent

Pocket watchin' like he tryna do sum, it's violent

Flip a nigga quickest kill, he tryna catch the bounty

Send a nigga right to God and I don't think nothing about it

They don't see me unless it's paper and they know it probably

I do a trick and flip a car, it's like I popped a Ollie

Big business, pot whipping, bro, he soul pigeons

I been hiding in plain sight, the Benz over tinted

All my paper move for me, I don't like money sitting

They know the face I'm big P, I'm one of the biggest pendin'

[Verse 2: BabyChiefDoit]

Boy, I'm screaming "fuck ya clique"

Ya whole gang can get slaughtered, bitch

I'm a young mothafucka

Probably fucked yo daughter kid

I be fucking anything, don't give a fuck who yo daughter is

He be hopping hood to hood, his ass act like a foster kid

Bounce out with that birhhh and spank his ass just like his father did

Either way yo hoe gone fuck, don't give a fuck what you brought the bitch

Don't care what you taught the bitch, I see yo ho, I hawk the bitch

I'm her favorite rapper, if I see her, then you lost the bitch

If you got a BBL, I can't trust ya

Fuck ya and any nigga lower or above ya

Sit that ass on my face, she say "l'm finna crush ya"

I love ya, I promise I'ma treat ya like my mother

Rick Owens all black and white like a panda

Fucked all the 'Raq hoes now I'm in Atlanta

Climb through ya bitch chimney, I'm Santa

Add a lil' purple to my red Tropicana