Riding Wit Opps Lyrics – Cashout Mike
Singer: Cashout Mike
Title: Riding Wit Opps
Why you ridin’ with Opps?
Why the f#ck you ridin’ with the Opps
Huh
Now that boy a Opp
What is he stupid
b#tch
Pow, pow, pow, pow
He don’t want smoke with gang
Ridin’ with Opps
All these f#cking bands, piling on us
Check just hit the bank
f#ck the playin’, b#tch I’m rich
Pull up in a foreign, middle fingers while I drift
Bands all in my Lewis, I’m in love with gettin’ dough
Mike Amiri jeans, b#tch I’m dripped from head to toe
Diamond really fly la, la, diamond really glow
Shawty talkin’ blah, blah, blah, b#tch I gotta go
2022, tell my bro I’m finna blow
January came around, I had ’em all like ”whoa”
How the f#ck you do it, son I’m quick, I don’t know
Little do they know, I got an angel on my phone
And they taught me all the cigarettes
Told me all that sh#t I gotta know
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
He don’t want smoke with gang
Ridin’ with Opps
All these f#cking bands, piling on us
Check just hit the bank
f#ck the playin’, b#tch I’m rich
Pull up in a foreign, middle fingers while I drift
Bands all in my Lewis, I’m in love with gettin’ dough
Mike Amiri jeans, b#tch I’m dripped from head to toe
Diamond really fly la, la, diamond really glow
Shawty talkin’ blah, blah, blah, b#tch I gotta go
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