RIP Wopo

Haha ayeee (bang) CHEVY (Bang bang) 168th & 52nd! BITCH Raised on 52nd I was born in '98 By the time I was 11 I was cracking people's safes Started stealing shit at school and coming home super late Met my brother IRONDAN now I got him tatted on my face Ya see for Texaco and Dan I lay ya family in the grave I still remember the first time that Tex passed me the medication Went from taking peoples stuffesses to takin vacations From pranking people at parties to putting tats on our faces I was walking thru the halls had a jar in my bag I never went to class I was serving the grass Seen my brother young Tex and I'd hand him a stack Splitting the profit half and half no one else did it like that We had a clique so strong wasn't no one could stop us But the majority were frauds and they couldn't stay solid Got kicked out in 9th grade i ain't make it to college I got my ged in prison do that make me a scholar? I got that black pistol on me same color as the whip is Ever since a jit a youngin been kickin that big shit I'm with some white chicks and they fixing to have a bitch fit Raised on 52nd but made it out of the trenches Hollow tips in it same color as the golden sun Real risk taker I'll shoot before I'll fold or sum I'm the type that smokes in the race when I was told to run Give they ass a head start I'll catch up for fun Fast forward '19 now we in dans impala Remember running into houses tell me get em I got em I ain't ever been a gymnast I was flipping the product Catching the swift to 52nd just to kick with my brothers First class fights to Cali now we out in Hermosa You can't even afford a ticket to come sit where we smoking In La but I isn't dodging bitch I'm right at the ocean I'm rolling woods up of gelato sippin on a mimosa I'm known to take a big risk for a bundle of Benjamin's Learned it from my big sis you step between us im ending ya I been kicking big shit since I attended Meadowdale I'm Running circles round u peasants you can't get on my latitude They threw me in a box but I'm back yeah I'm chillin A robber everywhere I go they consider me a villain So ima do this for my brothers that's still locked in the prison Switchin the vision till it's different I'm a man on a mission I got that black pistol on me same color as the whip is Ever since a jit a youngin been kickin that big shit I'm with some white chicks and they fixing to have a bitch fit Raised on 52nd but made it out of the trenches Hollow tips in it same color as the golden sun Real risk taker I'll shoot before I'll fold or sum I'm the type that smokes in the race when I was told to run Give they ass a head start I'll catch up for fun