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Millyz – Opt Out Lyrics

Opt Out Lyrics by Millyz (feat. Fivio Foreign)
 

Ayo, Blanco, you know how we feel already, n****
Fuck the opps
We on they ass 24/7, 365, n****
If I’m alive, this shit don’t stop

Get to the money and keep it consistent
I know what I’m risking, walk in the building surrounded by hitmen
My life is different
We tryna see what the drop ’bout
We catch a opp, make him opt out
We clean him up, bring the mops out
All of my youngins will pop out

Been through your shit in the ‘Burban, send ’em to Earth
She givin’ me top in the car while I’m swervin’
Pussy so good when I fuck, I be cursin’
(When I fuck, I be cursin’)
I know the feds on my ‘Gram lurkin’
All of my youngins are masked, purgin’
You put the cut on the dope surgeon
I’m in my bag and she want a Birkin
I do the drill ’cause Favi on bail
Back at the hammers, somebody got nailed
My bro got a L and he need a pill
But my side ho ain’t workin’ so she need a pill
I’m tryna see what that mouth ’bout
She tryna see what this clout ’bout
She got them seasonal purses
She hop on the top and reverse it

Twenty on me in a Tesla, I call the plug my investor
I’m tryna stretch for the extras
I know they don’t like us but they gon’ respect us
Walk by the bouncer and metal detectors
Her girl gon’ be helpin’ me rest up
My youngin, he shoot from the chest up
Diamonds, they dance, fiesta
Fiesta, fiesta

Get to the money and keep it consistent
I know what I’m risking, walk in the building surrounded by hitmen
My life is different
We tryna see what the drop ’bout
We catch a opp, make him opt out
We clean him up, bring a mop out
All of my youngins will pop out

It’s one or the other
You gon’ be a opp or you gon’ be my brotha
If he got a show, then we shootin’ the club up
Brody got bail and I’m putin’ a dub up
(Boom) Huh, yeah, huh
I need me a extra Puerto Rico
I don’t knock on their door, I just shoot through the peephole
Catch me a lick and take care of my people

And I got the sitchy with me, huh
You ain’t lit, you ain’t chill in the city with me
You wasn’t outside splittin’ the fifties with me
I could remember the drill
I smoke and I think and remember the thrill
All of these harpies postin’ these RPs
Shows only make me remember to kill

They see my face and remember me still
I fill my body with Henny and pills
I feel like I’m climbing the heaviest hills
If I survive, then I’ma get me a deal
(If I survive, then I’ma get me a deal)
I’m still living like I’m in the past
I’m gettin’ money, bitches gettin’ gassed
You ever see an addy? N**** on his ass

Get to the money and keep it consistent
I know what I’m risking, walk in the building surrounded by hitmen
My life is different
We tryna see what the drop ’bout
We catch a opp, make him opt out
We clean him up, bring a mop out
All of my youngins will pop out
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