"Ops 'N' Robbers" lyrics
You're next that's the joke
They flex, then you choke
You're next that's the joke
They flex, you choke, they flex you
Crazy how they flex me when they know me
Crazy now they hate me when they don't
Fakes are just a blip upon my timeline
Reals can see agenda in the font
Ops 'n' robbers, you can see the slobber (lol)
Slurpin down my shit, like they're flies to a slaughter
Starin at me like, mmm, just one more cluster
You know I gotta feed these fakes all their fodder
Imagine missing leftovers, you're chompin on my shit
You just missed the dinner cuz you're actin like a bitch
I got my whole table full but yours ain't got no dish
Maybe there's no dreamland outside your dumb fucked up wish
Did you know that magic is just light behind a hue
Did you know that spells will likely turn right back at you
Did you notice when you wrote it, that you sealed a type of fate
Now you get to watch me eat with nothing on your plate
You're next that's the joke
They flex, then you choke
You're next that's the joke
They flex, you choke, they flex you
Crazy how they flex me when they know me
Crazy now they hate me when they don't
Fakes are just a blip upon my timeline
Reals can see agenda in the font
Ops 'n' robbers, you can see the slobber (lol)
Slurpin down my shit, like they're flies to a slaughter
Starin at me like, mmm, just one more cluster
You know I gotta feed these fakes all their fodder
Thank you Jesus for the bread and thank you for the wait
Helped me weed out my garden from all these wicked snakes
So you come and bless my tree and hit me with prosperity
Show me guidance, spark my fading faith
Said it's fate
You have all this food remember taste
Said it's fate
Remember who put it on your plate
You're next that's the joke
They flex, then you choke
You're next that's the joke
They flex, you choke, they flex you
Crazy how they flex me when they know me
Crazy now they hate me when they don't
Fakes are just a blip upon my timeline
Reals can see agenda in the font
Ops 'n' robbers, you can see the slobber (lol)
Slurpin down my shit, like they're flies to a slaughter
Starin at me like, mmm, just one more cluster
You know I gotta feed these fakes all their fodder
They flex, then you choke
You're next that's the joke
They flex, you choke, they flex you
Crazy how they flex me when they know me
Crazy now they hate me when they don't
Fakes are just a blip upon my timeline
Reals can see agenda in the font
Ops 'n' robbers, you can see the slobber (lol)
Slurpin down my shit, like they're flies to a slaughter
Starin at me like, mmm, just one more cluster
You know I gotta feed these fakes all their fodder
Imagine missing leftovers, you're chompin on my shit
You just missed the dinner cuz you're actin like a bitch
I got my whole table full but yours ain't got no dish
Maybe there's no dreamland outside your dumb fucked up wish
Did you know that magic is just light behind a hue
Did you know that spells will likely turn right back at you
Did you notice when you wrote it, that you sealed a type of fate
Now you get to watch me eat with nothing on your plate
You're next that's the joke
They flex, then you choke
You're next that's the joke
They flex, you choke, they flex you
Crazy how they flex me when they know me
Crazy now they hate me when they don't
Fakes are just a blip upon my timeline
Reals can see agenda in the font
Ops 'n' robbers, you can see the slobber (lol)
Slurpin down my shit, like they're flies to a slaughter
Starin at me like, mmm, just one more cluster
You know I gotta feed these fakes all their fodder
Thank you Jesus for the bread and thank you for the wait
Helped me weed out my garden from all these wicked snakes
So you come and bless my tree and hit me with prosperity
Show me guidance, spark my fading faith
Said it's fate
You have all this food remember taste
Said it's fate
Remember who put it on your plate
You're next that's the joke
They flex, then you choke
You're next that's the joke
They flex, you choke, they flex you
Crazy how they flex me when they know me
Crazy now they hate me when they don't
Fakes are just a blip upon my timeline
Reals can see agenda in the font
Ops 'n' robbers, you can see the slobber (lol)
Slurpin down my shit, like they're flies to a slaughter
Starin at me like, mmm, just one more cluster
You know I gotta feed these fakes all their fodder
