CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Operation(BMF)
(Hook)
Operation jus like Big Meech
Lil n***a don't jump in dat water cause this sh*t deep
Made a oath told all of my dawgs you'll never murk me
Don't let nobody tell on him keep dat sh*t them streets
Spray his granny house
Spray his mammy house
Hit they block smash em while they standing out
For a dime crackhead clean ya house
Kick ya door young n***as clean ya house
This the type of guns we used to dream about
Sticks wit da d**ks but it don't got no balls
Bad hood b*t*h but she don't got no walls
Ima f**k her mouth give her lock jaw
(Verse)
Hood had the BB's
Tryna bury em to the 223
I heard for Christmas they put on them skies
They tryna put some under them trees
Selling her mouth she gone get on her knees
She got a family and know they got needs
She know that junior gone want them new sneaks
If junior don't get it then he gotta creep
Money tall as a lil kid on his growth spurt
Now the b*t*h wanna suck my d**k till her throat hurt
Project baby they tried abandon me like I was Joe Dirt
83's ran out told Snoop to Perc search
Searching for the Percs
Lean for the thirst
Money on his head
Put him in the dirt
Put him in a hearse
Stamp him on a shirt
This ain't nothing new n***as getting murked
It would even for ya
It was for ya guy
But you was riding wit him so you gotta die
Even on the 4th we don't shoot up in the sky
R.I.P Dave
Long Live Lil Guy
In the hood till I get the sack gone
My rear a view pray I make it back home
She say she f**k wit me
She know I f**k wit her back
Scoliosis I ain't talking back bones
Yo words
Them was yo words
Interrogation room we ain't saying no words
No Words
Operation jus like Big Meech
Lil n***a don't jump in dat water cause this sh*t deep
Made a oath told all of my dawgs you'll never murk me
Don't let nobody tell on him keep dat sh*t them streets
Spray his granny house
Spray his mammy house
Hit they block smash em while they standing out
For a dime crackhead clean ya house
Kick ya door young n***as clean ya house
This the type of guns we used to dream about
Sticks wit da d**ks but it don't got no balls
Bad hood b*t*h but she don't got no walls
Ima f**k her mouth give her lock jaw
(Verse)
Hood had the BB's
Tryna bury em to the 223
I heard for Christmas they put on them skies
They tryna put some under them trees
Selling her mouth she gone get on her knees
She got a family and know they got needs
She know that junior gone want them new sneaks
If junior don't get it then he gotta creep
Money tall as a lil kid on his growth spurt
Now the b*t*h wanna suck my d**k till her throat hurt
Project baby they tried abandon me like I was Joe Dirt
83's ran out told Snoop to Perc search
Searching for the Percs
Lean for the thirst
Money on his head
Put him in the dirt
Put him in a hearse
Stamp him on a shirt
This ain't nothing new n***as getting murked
It would even for ya
It was for ya guy
But you was riding wit him so you gotta die
Even on the 4th we don't shoot up in the sky
R.I.P Dave
Long Live Lil Guy
In the hood till I get the sack gone
My rear a view pray I make it back home
She say she f**k wit me
She know I f**k wit her back
Scoliosis I ain't talking back bones
Yo words
Them was yo words
Interrogation room we ain't saying no words
No Words
