Opp Hour (Interlude)
[Verse: Gius WRLD & Sluca]
Let me tell you a lil’ story about my day
How I defended the bridge from the opps yesterday
I woke up, 6AM, two ‘spros down
I head out, to patrol the town
And guess who I see crossing Weston Road
It’s Slopp, uh, yeah, that’s an opp
It’s Slopp, uh, yeah, that’s an opp
In the droptop, pulling up just like an opp
It’s Slopp, uh, yeah, that’s an opp
It’s Slopp, uh, yeah, that’s an opp
Slopp pulls up, he’s got something to say
He goes, “Fiore man, how you doing today?
Wanna watch Everything Everywhere All At Once today?”
I’m like, “Slopp man, if you come anywhere everywhere near me all at twice today
I’m finna give you a schiaff today”
He’s like, “Fiore man, why you so aggressive?
Why don’t we talk about this over some chicken?”
I’m like, “Slopp man, why you eat so much chicken?
Plus if I leave your opp squad with no supervision
You’re gonna go ruin our hotbox tradition”
Just when things, couldn’t get worse
Guess what I see, a Portuguese person (Fuck!)