Opps

(Ken, stop the beat)

Yeah, what? What up? Turnt up off drugs

She wan' be my love, but she can't be my girl

My bankroll not foldin', my cup overflowin'

Ooh, blue face Rollie, I was scopin' all night, you chosen

Michael Kors, Louis V, anything, I'm buyin' it

Push-start in the street with a new rod, outside, firin' it

Whoa, she keep blowin' on me, airplane mode, my line went

They be talkin' 'bout me, but don't know 'bout me, from the dustiest to the shiniest

Textin' me jokin', like, ooh

I say, "Your boyfriend don't know me or even like you like I do"

We got Percs, we got X, we got 'shrooms

Keep a stick, I'm producing the tunes

Take your ass, lay you down in my room

Probably think we've been rated baboon

Yeah, what? What up? Turnt up off drugs

She wan' be my love, but she can't be my girl

My bankroll not foldin', my cup overflowin'

Ooh, blue face Rollie, I was scopin' all night, you chosen

Yeah, what? What up? Turnt up off drugs

She wan' be my love, but she can't be my girl

My bankroll not foldin', my cup overflowin'

Ooh, blue face Rollie, I was scopin' all night, you chosen