Ybn Nahmir - Oppa stoppa lyrics

All these pancake ass ni**as, weird ass ni**as, man What are all these ni**as talkin' 'bout? Ice cream ass ni**as I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket If it's war, we ain't playin' games, b*tch, we get it started I'm the man, clip it, keep a hundred, ni**a, I'm a gunner When it's beef, we ain't playin' games, we hit you and yo' mama Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your pops I fell in love with all this fu*kin' money, you in love with drama Say, say baby, I'm not Sosa baby, but I keep a llama Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda All these tattoos on my fu*kin' body, she say I'm a hottie Why your girlfriend always wanna f*ck me, wanna touch my body? We got all type of fu*kin' guns, might even have a Tommy I remember them days in the jail, still free my ni**a Ryan And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with 44's A ni**a keep it silent, in L.A, I keep a clip though 'Cause no, I can't be lackin' in these streets, I keep a big pole And I can't have no ni**a with me if they gon' snitch on us