[Intro: Sett]

Yeah (Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bruh)

Opps know they can't fuck with us

Yeah (Yung Swerve)

Big Fuck The Opps Crazy

1152

Yeah, ayy

[Chorus: Sett & Kevo Muney]

SUV truck go two hundred

The opps know what's up, you ain't hittin' on nothin'

You niggas be internet dissin'

Niggas be broke, you ain't gettin' no money

Nigga, we trap Monday-Sunday

Don't even count it, we servin' a hundred

Straight from the Tre, we ain't never been runners

Put it in business, we gettin' it done

Yeah, uh, don't give a fuck who don't fuck with Kevo

See through the bushes just like a peephole

I got the plaque, I'm the one who went gold

Let's go

Lil' Sett got the block on control

Take him out, get the snot off his nose

Where he goin'? We follow him home (Slatt, slatt, slatt)

You right in our eyes, don't care if you wrong

[Verse 1: Sett]

Gotta be slime to get closer to Goat

Go with the move, we gon' go with the flow

If he move wrong, then we gon' blow

Automatic chopper hit him through the floor

S550 get away, gon' float

Got Kevo in the back, he blowin' opp smoke

Say he gotta pray, get the vato

Been around robbers, strip him out his clothes

Free Stuart, the cash got him close

Still puttin' on, wearin' designer clothes

1152, that's the code

Still bring a fan out for Tadoe

Still pushin' P's, nigga, for Mojo

Kid just spankin' em, get the job done for sure

If they play, then we uppin' the score

Nigga, we in the game, that's the score

[Chorus: Sett & Kevo Muney]

SUV truck go two hundred

The opps know what's up, you ain't hittin' on nothin'

You niggas be internet dissin'

Niggas be broke, you ain't gettin' no money

Nigga, we trap Monday-Sunday

Don't even count it, we servin' a hundred

Straight from the Tre, we ain't never been runners

Put it in business, we gettin' it done

Yeah, uh, don't give a fuck who don't fuck with Kevo

See through the bushes just like a peephole

I got the plaque, I'm the one who went gold

Let's go

Lil' Sett got the block on control

Take him out, get the snot off his nose

Where he goin'? We follow him home

You right in my eyes, don't care if you wrong

[Verse 2: Kevo Muney]

Tre Ball, Tre Ball, Tre Ball, Tre Ball, I can't never switch, uh-uh

Fuck a nigga ho, make him mad at the bitch

She was just suckin' dick, now you kissin' the bitch

That's the reason he mad, why he throwin' that fit

I was just a lil' kid, out the blue, I got big

Ain't no fightin' no more, ain't no more usin' fists

From the 3, I done did some shit nobody did

No lie, can't cap on that

His homie died, but he ain't rap 'bout that

You can pick your man, I'ma pick my man

You can bet on him, I'ma bet on Sett

On God

Can't believe shit these niggas say, these niggas flodge

Niggas tryna link up, but you ain't come out them apartments

[Chorus: Sett & Kevo Muney]

SUV truck go two hundred

The opps know what's up, you ain't hittin' on nothin'

You niggas be internet dissin'

Niggas be broke, you ain't gettin' no money

Nigga, we trap Monday-Sunday

Don't even count it, we servin' a hundred

Straight from the Tre, we ain't never been runners

Put it in business, we gettin' it done

Yeah, uh, don't give a fuck who don't fuck with Kevo

See through the bushes just like a peephole

I got the plaque, I'm the one who went gold

Let's go

Lil' Sett got the block on control

Take him out, get the snot off his nose

Where he goin'? We follow him home

You right in our eyes, don't care if you wrong