"Opp Hunting Season" lyrics
Eyedress, Juice & Michael Myers Lyrics
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Ugh
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he stops breathing
Run up on his homies
Man it's opp hunting season
Ugh
I don't give a fuck
Hangin wit the opps
Better watch where you look
Bitch
I don't give a fuck
I just do whatever
Fuckin on that bitch
I got her pussy wetter
Ugh
Yeah them bullets box him up
Ugh
We gon stuff him in the trunk
Ugh
Bullets box him up
Yeah let's do this shit quick
30 seconds in his house and I dip
Why you fakin wit the funk like you with it
When them bullets start flyin we ain't missin
Ugh
When them bullets start flyin we ain't missin
Yeah you talkin all that shit
Why you dissin
Pull up on your block bitch
Now you actin different
Bodies start droppin
Lil bro you should have listened
Ugh
You should have listened
Cookin shit up bitch I'm really in the kitchen
I only like the big sticks
The glocks with extensions
I don't really like the beef
Just really want the chicken
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Ugh
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he stops breathing
Run up on his homies
Man it's opp hunting season
Ugh
I don't give a fuck
Hangin wit the opps
Better watch where you look
Bitch
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Ugh
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he stops breathing
Run up on his homies
Man it's opp hunting season
Ugh
I don't give a fuck
Hangin wit the opps
Better watch where you look
Bitch
I don't give a fuck
I just do whatever
Fuckin on that bitch
I got her pussy wetter
Ugh
Yeah them bullets box him up
Ugh
We gon stuff him in the trunk
Ugh
Bullets box him up
Yeah let's do this shit quick
30 seconds in his house and I dip
Why you fakin wit the funk like you with it
When them bullets start flyin we ain't missin
Ugh
When them bullets start flyin we ain't missin
Yeah you talkin all that shit
Why you dissin
Pull up on your block bitch
Now you actin different
Bodies start droppin
Lil bro you should have listened
Ugh
You should have listened
Cookin shit up bitch I'm really in the kitchen
I only like the big sticks
The glocks with extensions
I don't really like the beef
Just really want the chicken
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he starts bleeding
Ugh
Run up on the opps
Hit him til he stops breathing
Run up on his homies
Man it's opp hunting season
Ugh
I don't give a fuck
Hangin wit the opps
Better watch where you look
Bitch
