Opposition

By Da$H

On La Cienega

Released on 2012

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[Intro]

You gotta nother swisher?

Alright

Yeah so


[Verse 1: Da$H]

Shit, I stopped smoking with haters back in '06

You wasn’t leanin' when Chad was breathing, nigga, you ain't pour shit

I'm arguably one of the dopest

I come through your label cause an explosion, boom, Okinawa

With a bitch who look like Yoko Ono, we smoking sour

Clip the blunt, and then we film a porno, iPhone 4 flow

Cutting on my HDR, she screaming "fuck me hard"

I hit it in her husband car

Feeling like Mojo Risin, dangerously high

Before his bitch walked in that bathroom and said that he died

Ain't worried 'bout no overdose

This dead head OG that I'm toking, got a nigga comatose

They telling me I over smoke and over sip

Really I don't give no shits

Puffing Newports, pimping hoes

Like Too $hort on these fucking simps

With ten toes on the pavement

Living what I'm saying, over here we ain't conforming

Just adapting like we cavemen

Yeah so


[Hook: Da$H & RetcH]

Motherfuck the opposition

Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it

Motherfuck the opposition

Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping

Motherfuck the opposition

Fuck the opposition

Motherfuck the opposition

Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it

Motherfuck the opposition

Fuck the opposition

Motherfuck the opposition

Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping

Motherfuck the opposition

Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it

Motherfuck the opposition


[Verse 2: Da$H]

My friends call me a alcoholic

All of this drinking in the morning

Tell em mind they fuckin business, Henny bottle keep on pouring

Y'all listen to my recordings

And say all I talk about is money, drugs, and bitches

Not the nights I had to hustle, struggle, run ya pockets

Snatch ya chain off ya neck, half your re-up pay my debts

Other half I flip for profits, split the cheese with my set

Major players in the field, dawg

Knievel crew, what the fuck the meaning of fear, dawg

Just to see how far niggas came in the past year, dawg

This shit is like a sick dream, cause Mav still facing 15

Tryna get rich off 16's, and the greats die round 28

I got 8 and a half and I can't be late

Tryna get us straight, tape my work while I blaze my herb

I play the street, while you bitch niggas play the curb

Control ya mind when I play with words

Food for thought and your plate is served

Nigga


[Hook: Da$H & RetcH]

Motherfuck the opposition

Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it

Motherfuck the opposition

Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping

Motherfuck the opposition

Fuck the opposition

Motherfuck the opposition

Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it

Motherfuck the opposition

Fuck the opposition

Motherfuck the opposition

Rolling, smoking, popping, sipping

Motherfuck the opposition

Roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it

Motherfuck the opposition