OPPY Donz Stacks (Ft. 6ix9ine, Dollo, K.I (GINÉ) & Lambo Low)

[Intro: 6ix9ine]
Ayo, Giné, Giné, can't get caught on replay
We gon' spin like freeway, niggas know how we play

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Bitch, I'm oppy, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm oppy, bitch
Casamigos got us wocky, bitch, we 'bout to flock up shit
Tra-la-la-la-la-la, flock your shit, we flickity flockin' shit
Niggas know me, I'ma pop my shit with splitty swappin' sticks (Wait, hold on)
Boy, what? Whatchu wanna do, like what?
Who you gon' shoot, like what?
That boy a bluff, I be outside, like what?
Y'all niggas really not tough, I still ain't get touched
And I still ain't get touched
You lookin' for your mans, like what?
Stop lookin' for your mans, he butt
'Cause we rise up, you really not rough
We back to back, niggas got guns so we 'boutta clap
Niggas got jokes, they make us laugh
We love to clap, we love to clap
He got shot, he ain't get back
Time gon' take what we will jack
We not Apple, we got MACs
I don't know you, please get back, get back, get back, get back, get back
Stop, stop, dummy boy better have his knockers
Three chops, we hit his block up
Spin, spin, we spin like choppas
Homie soft, he don't want no drama
When he saw me, he ain't do nada
Hit a nigga, make him cha-cha, cha-cha
From a noodle into rasta-pasta