New Opp Pack In The Air This Gas Or What Lyrics

New Opp Pack In The Air This Gas Or What Lyrics is written and sung by Lil Durk. The title of the song is No Auto Durk.

New Opp Pack In The Air This Gas Or What Lyrics

A n talking bout mf can’t use no tune
Like mf ain’t in these streets
On Lil Moe grave these n is straight hoes (on God)
n know what’s up with us man
Talking bout we don’t be out here, n you got us f up boy
Man I get s done boy
You tweakin, yo a tripin

n call me Bloodas just like Tee out here (let’s get it)
Opps be calling foenem phone, say I don’t be out here (L’s)
Catch him, knock his noodles back, just don’t tweak out here
Foenem slidin, late night huntin, ain’t no sleep out here
2 days back to back, that’s 50 racks to be out here (on God)
Can’t have no fefe on yo block as long as Steve out here
Can’t try to slide inside a fish bowl, you got beef out here
keep wantin’ to get Zoo out the way, they say he a Chief out here (say he a chief out here)
n hoes, they tuck they tails cause they be scared
In that Hellcat, on the e-way, off them med’s
Say his name inside this song, my bro said I better not say it
n lowkey want that smoke, you do, you better not say it
Get yo a back in that house, we got FN not 9’s (not 9’s)
My credit so A1 with killas, I be paying my fines (my fines)
Opps be on my d in song but I don’t pay them no mind (p)
All them hoes that be with the opps, gang nem broke they spine
All the crackers get robbed for they s , they buy it back
I keep my Glock in her Chanel, that s cost 5 racks
All these hoes be goin’ for real lowkey, just buy them X
He got shot up in his s , I hear he tryna flex
Never care so much, ran out of woods, just pass the Dutch
Your homies died, you don’t never slide, it ain’t adding up
Get caught with a pipe, you out same night, you fed or what?
New opp pack in the air, this gas or what?
He’d still be alive right now, if you n ain’t gas him up
Give my shortys steamers and guns, I tell them slide for none
Everybody with this gang-gang s so they ain’t dying for none
D them
Lowkey I know they hurt, they hurt so bad, they don’t IG it
Jumped off the porch back then, when X was stacks, and smoking mid
69th and Ashland, used to stay right there right by the field
Loco he stayed next door on Bishop, he was selling mid
18 for exotic, in Chiraq sell it 36
I’m not tryna die young out here like I’m Rowdy Rich
We get that low-low, then foenem go sit outside yo crib

Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
Signed to the Streets 3 on the way