OCTOBERSFULLMOON
Smoke An Opp
[Chorus]
I'm the type to come without a weapon and leave with one
We gon’ send you up to Heaven, you gon' see the sun
There's some snakes in my grass, got a mower just to see them run
Don’t switch on me just like P done done
Heat 'em up, heat 'em up, we got choppas for your boys
Heat 'em up, heat 'em up, we'll light you up, so please avoid
Heat 'em up, heat 'em up, don’t play with me, I’m not a toy
Yeah, you thinkin' that you hard, but IRL, we turn to Floyd

[Verse 1]
Boy, pleasе, don’t get me annoyed
You donе pissed me off already, I might send you to the void
I might send you to the Gulag, Wales is turnin' to Detroit
Killings in the UK on the daily, look how it go, country destroyed
Boris Johnson the way I talk and act
I hit your bitch up, view the picture, we be movin' mad
They some snakes for real
You got my bitch? I've got the pill
You got the addy? I’ve got the drill
You've got my opps? Then, go on, kill
We start a storm up in this bitch 'cause we don't fuck with them
We turned a twelve into six 'cause we went cuttin' them
Choppa eat you up, you gettin' smaller, Benny Button them
I'm fucking with this bitch and she just don't know how I could fuck with them, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm the type to come without a weapon and leave with one
We gon' send you up to Heaven, you gon' see the sun
There's some snakes in my grass, got a mower just to see them run
Don't switch on me just like P done done
Heat 'em up, heat 'em up, we got choppas for your boys
Heat 'em up, heat 'em up, we'll light you up, so please avoid
Heat 'em up, heat 'em up, don't play with me, I'm not a toy
Yeah, you thinkin' that you hard, but IRL, we turn to Floyd

[Post-Chorus]
What you know 'bout rolling 'round with killers with pistols?
You shoulda seen my hotel when I stayed up in Bristol
What you know about them choppas and nines?
Come up in your crib and put, like, four between your eyes

[Verse 2]
They go call me Kevin Feige because I'm marvellous (I'm marvellous)
Hit you with the bullet, make you sing opera (Make you sing opera, yeah)
And they really gon' call the cops just like we shot someone (We shot somone)
Hit you with the nine, send you to hospital (To hospital, yeah)
I, I, I, I wanna fuck with them but they don't fuck with me (Don't fuck with me)
I fake apoligise 'cause I don't know what I'm sorry for (I'm sorry for)
My bitch be babysittin', so she always keep a nine (She keeps a nine)
Sorry that it had to turn this way, I'm sorry, I just got the call (I got the call, yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm the type to come without a weapon and leave with one
We gon' send you up to Heaven, you gon' see the sun
There's some snakes in my grass, got a mower just to see them run
Don't switch on me just like P done done
Heat 'em up, heat 'em up, we got choppas for your boys
Heat 'em up, heat 'em up, we'll light you up, so please avoid
Heat 'em up, heat 'em up, don't play with me, I'm not a toy
Yeah, you thinkin' that you hard, but IRL, we turn to Floyd