Testo Opulence - Mike Mills
Testo della canzone Opulence (Mike Mills), tratta dall'album The Last Summer
Throw the dope right up in the pot
Then go ahead, flick your wrist
Holy Shit that's way my OG used to Cook them bricks
Hit it with the fork two times make it dance a bit
Dope super fire like came straight out of Satan's crib
Covid tried to kill me but I bounced right back like Lazarus
I'm smoking Northern Lights but the only thing shining is my wrist
It attract ya bitch now she in the crib wiping off my kids
She a acrobat I had her doing splits and turning flips
Nigga say they fucking with me boy that's some cap and shit
They out here switching sides like the tassel on a graduate
Tryna match the drip get you left in the past right quick
I'm Marty McFly except I'm quarterbacking packs and shit
Back to Future I'm getting racks while I fucking spit
Why would I leave trap!? That's where all my niggas is
This Flight One shit for life ain't no options for us to quit
If there was I wouldn't budge I'm a for lifer like my brothers and them
Y'all niggas selling out like an auctioneer taking bids
I'm throwing up the Four like I left my thumbs up in the crib
If you was outside with us then already know what time it is
RIP to Lil Zay and free all my niggas doing bids
Opulence, Niggas would sell they soul to live the we live
We ain't hiding from the nothing we out here wilding bitch
You can't be street and a Rat we don't acknowledge it
Niggas die for the clout won't live for Opulence
Trapping bales of chronic
Pack moving faster then Sonic
Drinking Gin and Tonic
Chopper wet yo ass,Colonic
Really run the streets you pussy niggas just frolic
Told Loop I got him for life I kept my promise
How many of y'all trapping for real let's keep it honest
I'm getting Bucks like Giannis but I keep that Heat Udonis
Posted on the South with a bitch I call Pocahontas
She eat dick like Piranhas then we go to Benihana's
I told her if my bitch pull up we going to have some problems
We doing Ninety round the city Motherfuck the mileage
I live a crazy life they wanna put me in the asylum
But who's going to flood the trap because them niggas selling garbage
Yea it look ok but we know it ain't exotic
You paid Thirteen for it take it back to where you got it
If you can't read the streets then you need to up your knowledge
I'm spending cash like Capital One what's in your wallet
If I like it then cop it don't matter the topic
Ya bitch roll me hell of blunts she lick it then she lock it
She bouncing on the dick so I call her ass hydraulics
I beat it then I skeet it and I take off like a rocket
Opulence, Niggas would sell they soul to live the we live
We ain't hiding from the nothing we out here wilding bitch
You can't be street and a Rat we don't acknowledge it
Niggas die for the clout won't live for Opulence
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Writer(s): Michael Jenkins
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