[Lyric] KILL MY OPPS (DIRTYBUTT)

[Verse 1: DIRTY]
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah
I wanna kill, I wanna drill
I'm finna spill you
I got a .30 on my teeth, seal you
My name is DIRTY, and I'ma kill you
Let's go air out and y'all so dumb
Gang, lil bih', yeah you heard what I said
In yo' ass, day-, day-, day-
Bitch, I'm the murder scene, then I slay-, slay-, slay-
All my things are nicotine, I gotta cough (Cough)
Every time I see you, I drop you off (Off)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah

[Chorus: DIRTY]
Kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-
My opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-
Kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-
My opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-
Opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, bitch
Kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-
My opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-
Kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-
My opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-
(No way out, no way out, no way out, no way out, no way out)
[Bridge: Oddly Shrugs]
I hope you that you choke again
No, I hope you that you choke again
I hope you that you choke again
No, I hope you that you choke again, again
Get choked again, (Again)
Get choked again, (Again)
Get choked again, (Again)
Get choked again, (Again)

[Verse 2: Oddly Shrugs]
I can't fuck with a bunch of nonces, as a caution
The fuck I'ma do with them? Never walked and they love it
You're cramped, you fightin' with an opp that you lost to
I just want to put you around the office
Absolutely (Kill em'), absolutely (Kill em'), absolutely (Kill em'), absolutely! (Kill em')

[Chorus: DIRTY]
Kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-
My opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-
Kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-
My opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-
Opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, bitch
Kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-
My opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-
Kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-, kill-
My opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-, opps-
(No way out, no way out, no way out, no way out, no way out)
[Outro: Axel]
Spark up, lemme spark up real quick homie. I love music for a lot of different reasons, there was a time when I was younger in highschool 'n shit and I didn't really feel like, you know, I didn't have too many friends 'n shit and like, I don't think people really fucked with me like that; and I think, like, that music was one of the only things that like made me feel like I was worth anything. You know?