No Ops

Blink and I'm gone like I'm slick and I split
I'll be gone for a year just to see if I'm missed
Never played baseball but with this shit I swing and never miss
You heard my last shit, fire moving on, no need to reminisce

Don't forget that I gave birth to you kids wearing LAFC with a fist full of splifs
But I came with the swag that you couldn't resist
We do this shit in house
Only 423 Motherfucker not spitting trash on YouTube beats, please

You try too hard to be something you're not, you yelling slime but you snot
You probably never ran with no Glock, you probably respect the cops
Perks of being antisocial, I don't have any opps

Yelling slime but you snot, you probably ran with no Glock
You probably respect the cops
Perks of being antisocial I don't have any ops
I don't have any ops
Yeah, I don't have any ops

I don't have any ops
I don't have any options to change my path
Feel like I'm at a dead end praying for a fork in the trail
I don't give a fuck and I mean that with every singular cell of my soul

My resistance strong for a dude who can't hold they own
So watch your tone, take it back, no need to toss me a bone
I did this shit on my own, well Stephon put me on
But now we reaching for the same goal

Can't be fucked with, untouchable
I don't have any ops
I don't have any ops