Babytron Caught An Opp Lyrics

[Intro: BabyTron]
Bitch I'm f*ck as drunk
JakeSand
Yeah

[Chorus: BabyTron]
Caught an opp at the barber shop, I'm finna run his fade, hmm
You want a taper huh?
Twenty K the long way, bitch I made a dub today, huh
I got grown man paper now
We can't do a song if yo' name on some paperwork
Talkin' tough on the net, that's how the haters work
Don't let us catch you out
Do pilates with the ARP, my shooter stretch you out
[Verse 2: TrDee]
If-if-if you ain't down to suck no dick then you can exit now
Niggas Plankton, stealin' sauce and try to take yo' style
Call her phone like "Where you at? Ain't had it in a while"
Niggas kickin' when you down, can't let them see me frown
With yo' lil' bitch, we not just Netflix and chillin'
Turtle Pie she hit it now she higher than a ceiling
Orange Scat Pack, hit the gas and get to peelin'
I won't tell your friend, now turn around and let me hit it

[Verse 3: BabyTron]
Shit, if it's on the floor, it's in the atmosphere
Far as hell from the hood, shit I damn near smacked a deer
When I-when I jumped in my bag, that's when the bag appeared
Turn around, scorin' down in Cleveland like a Cavalier
Five Glocks, ten chops, bitch we war ready
Finna snore, this a six, I only pour heavy
You-you talkin' 'bout some f*cking Tris, where the Quagen at? Used to hate, now he want a eighth, I'm finna lace his ass
Caught an opp, finna shoot, mace him and tase his ass
Wake up, get straight to the pape' I guess my patience bad

[Verse 4: TrDee]
I know you tired of that bitch, all she do is nag
Opp froze up when he see me, it's like the nigga lagged
Has been baller, I don't care 'bout what you niggas had
Hoes only ridin' when you winnin'', man that shit is sad
Why my name in yo' mouth when I'm not in the room?
Let the chopper sing a song, it got some autotune
Heard they found the crib, now switch the play, that's an audible
I'm in love with Ben Franklins, I ain't got a boo
How-how the f*ck do niggas say it's beef then go and hit the stu'?
She is not off lean, it's double tapped and man I hit it too
[Chorus: BabyTron]
(Dog Shit Militia, get yo pape' up, get yo weight up, lil ass boy)
Caught an opp at the barber shop, I'm finna run his fade, hmm
You want a taper huh?
Twenty K the long way, bitch I made a dub today, huh
I got grown man paper now
We can't do a song if yo' name on some paperwork
Talkin' tough on the net, that's how the haters work
Don't let us catch you out
Do pilates with the ARP, my shooter stretch you out