Song Info: He A Opp WTF Ima Fight For Song name is Burn Rubber Again which is sung by AzChike & lyrics written by AzChike.
He A Opp WTF Ima Fight For Lyrics
[Verse 1]
He a opp what the f^^k I’m gon fight for?
Shed light on yo block with this lightpole
Dumb n^^ga, Broke Boy, pockets lypo
All caps you sucking d^^k, it’s not a typo, aye
I got a b^^ch who gon fight hoes, aye
I got a b^^ch who gon light hoes – white girl
I got a b^^ch who gon wipe nose
Who dropping bread on the head, then she might roll
Now look at this clip and look at this stick
From here to Hong Kong, bet a n^^ga won’t trip
[Hook]
I’ve just been on my tip, b^^ch I can’t lose focus, b^^ch
You ain’t seen a n^^ga since the news rolled ’em, aye
Suicide slam, swang that coupe open, aye
Had to sub her off the bench, ain’t no new coaching
Who joking? Who folding? n^^ga keep yo chin up
Hit em with that yack, drink that Hen up
I been up, b^^ch, just like Tony
Leave him holy if I know that n^^ga owe me
[Verse 2]
I just been on my sh^t b^^ch, truth be told
f^^k a b^^ch n^^ga new or old
Cut a b^^ch quick I don’t play, get a newer role
Found yo day one n^^gas in the sewer hole
Bust a brick down in a b^^ch face
She want d^^k so I take a brick break
First time, last time any time a b^^ch late
b^^ch it’s Chike, it’s the cult, yeah the lit way
[Hook]
I’ve just been on my tip, b^^ch I can’t lose focus, b^^ch
You ain’t seen a n^^ga since the news rolled ’em, aye
Suicide slam, swang that coupe open, aye
Had to sub her off the bench, ain’t no new coaching
Who joking? Who folding? n^^ga keep yo chin up
Hit em with that yack, drink that Hen up
I been up, b^^ch, just like Tony
Leave him holy if I know that n^^ga owe me
[Verse 3]
Aye, cookie pack strong and it come from the bay
Make the plug ándele
Why you lying talking ’bout I got expunged from yo case?
What your point you trying make with a gun in your face?
Square poppin sh^t like she ain’t with the business
d^^k sucking queen, God is my witness
Broke my wrist in a pot then I stunk up the kitchen
Aye, whole block smell me kicking
Aye, Glock to his chest, bet that n^^ga breathe different
b^^ch n^^ga, rich n^^ga, breed different
You was on that baby bottle, I was pouring purple lean in it
Stay around, play around, hoe I leave b^^ches
These b^^ches, aye, off the fee b^^ches
Overseas I’ll see you when I see b^^ches, bleed b^^ches
Book-smart, I can read b^^ches
Let her top me then I leave, like to tease b^^ches
[Hook]
I’ve just been on my tip, b^^ch I can’t lose focus, b^^ch
You ain’t seen a n^^ga since the news rolled ’em, aye
Suicide slam, swang that coupe open, aye
Had to sub her off the bench, ain’t no new coaching
Who joking? Who folding? n^^ga keep yo chin up
Hit em with that yack, drink that Hen up
I been up, b^^ch, just like Tony
Leave him holy if I know that n^^ga owe me