New Opp (DJ Smallz 732 - Jersey Club Remix) Sha Gz

[Intro]
New opp, new opp, like
New opp, new opp, grrah
Like, grrah, like, like

[Chorus]
Spin the 3rd, tryna catch me a Rolla
Oh, he lackin'? Run him over
Fuck the Sev' block, I'm the owner
I'm smokin' on dead opps (Noah), ain't no floaters (Noah)
He tryna run, but I click and it's over
Oh, he wit' his kid? Then I'm kickin' his stroller
Fuck a drive-by, I'ma get closer
Dougie got shot, now he his shoulders

[Verse]
Know that I'm smokin' on Notti, y'all fessed
Ayy, yo, DD, you next
When I bend through the 'Hill, bitch, I'm looking for rec’
Like-Like, I'ma leave that lil' boy on his neck
Fuck Bobby, that nigga died on the steps (Mama)
And Fuck Dotty, he put himself right to rest
Like—, EDot got put right to bed (Bed, like, what?)
Like—, He shot his self in his head
How y'all smokin' on niggas y'all don't even know?
Now it's chrome
Oh my God, we smokin' y'all bros
And tell Naz to pick up the phone, tha—that's a no
Spin through the Sev', tryna catch him and go
Like, I-I'm tryna up it and blow
He can't run once I shoot through the coat
H—He gon' die once he mention my bros
I can't love on no thot, I can't link wit' no thot
Like, I—I don't trust none of that shit
Like, I don't care about none of that shit
Like, give a fuck about none of that shit
Like—, he really rap what he not
I'm tryna shoot 'til he drop
Oh, he thinkin' it's sweet? I'ma knock off his top
When I spin through the Sev, I'ma dump every shot