[Lyric] Letter To My Opps (Booleo)

Yea, Body after body now they calling me osama
Bin laden how I up it with this choppa
Seen blade the other day he caught another oppa
Got the pedal to the medal no we ain’t stopping
I had to sacrifice some cut some people off so I could be number 1
Quite lying you ain’t toting no guns
Pussy boy talk reckless he get hit wit that drum



Gotta earn yo respect
(earn it)
Put a price on yo head
(Money )
20 bands put the led in yo head now you dead
How you goin rob me then cry when you get kidnappеd
(how)
Applying pressure feel this pain from the kickback
(wooh)
I’m major pain whеn I come through u betta sit back
(sit back)
Keep yo mouth shut I ain’t tryna here no chit chat
(no chit chat)
Yea, Body after body now they calling me osama
Bin laden how I up it with this choppa
Seen blade the other day he caught another oppa
Got the pedal to the medal no we ain’t stopping
I plead the 5th cuz I ain’t speaking on no names

Death before dishonor we ain’t playin no games
Iced out from head to toe Johnny dang
Keep a blik tucked for if a fuckboy want some fame