Oppanese
Fredo Bang Lyrics
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(I told 'em PJ got them tracks)
Say something, spray something, I make it sound off
Draco hold a hunnid, I done knocked the whole crowd off
(Yo Uzi, run that shit up)
I don't need no nigga to vouch for me (vouch for me), my body count gon' speak (baow, baow)
Bitch tryna bring up opps, I told that ho, "I don't speak Oppanese" (bitch)
They want me in the cell, they tryna stop me like Monopoly
Oh, oh, dissing in his feelings, I ain't trippin', he just talk loud (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pull up or a mil' up out the cell, it's just three eight-ball
All my opps got bullet holes, you can ask them what that Drac' 'bout
I'm not thrilling, I got bodies, so my bidness, you should stay out
I quit sippin' syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (doors off)
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (baow, baow, baow, baow)
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
I quit sippin' syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (doors off)
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (baow, baow, baow, baow)
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
Say something, spray something, I make it sound off
Draco hold a hunnid, I done knocked the whole crowd off
I don't really know what I'm doin' (baow, baow), yeah, yeah
We get the drop, we on your ass, we make these niggas vacate (baow, baow, baow)
Pop a nigga, do some time, we call that shit a vacay (we call that shit a vacay)
Choppa sing, make it ring, better call for mayday (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Catch 'em slippin', they go nuts 'cause they know it's payday (brrr), wait
Oh, oh, they say it's money on my head, they on my coat-tail (yeah, yeah)
Why you waiting? I got niggas at your doorbell
Yeah, I drop twenty, I drop thirty if it's smoke there
Last time I checked, I think my youngin' took a soul there
I quit sippin' syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (doors off)
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (baow, baow, baow, baow)
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
I quit sippin' syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (doors off)
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (baow, baow, baow, baow)
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
The lyrics of Fredo Bang's song Oppanese portray a message of violence, street credibility, and confidence in oneself. The opening lines of the song suggest that the streets are highly influenced by the singer (Uno), while PJ (another rapper) provides the music. The singer goes on to assert his dominance, claiming to have killed so many people that he doesn't need anyone to vouch for his street cred. He uses the term "Oppanese" to refer to the language of his enemies, implying that he has no time to converse with them.
The singer also talks about his lifestyle, which seems to be driven by violence. He asserts his readiness to attack and kill, saying that he knocks off the whole crowd with his gun. He further claims that he's unbothered by dissing him because he knows that it's only talk. The song's chorus emphasizes the singer's readiness for action, saying that he'll make things sound off and knock the crowd off with his Draco gun.
The latter half of the song continues with the same theme of violence and aggression, with the singer talking about killing trolls and blood on his shoes. In all, the lyrics of Oppanese portray a strong message of street credibility and a readiness for violence.
Line by Line Meaning
(Uno got the streets going crazy)
Uno is very popular in the streets and people love his music.
(I told 'em PJ got them tracks)
PJ is a great music producer and Uno has told everyone about it.
Say something, spray something, I make it sound off
My words and rhymes are powerful and impactful.
Draco hold a hunnid, I done knocked the whole crowd off
I have a gun with a hundred bullets and I have used it to kill a lot of people in a crowd.
(Yo Uzi, run that shit up)
Uzi should increase the volume of the song.
I don't need no nigga to vouch for me (vouch for me), my body count gon' speak (baow, baow)
I don't need anyone to confirm my reputation because the number of people I've killed speaks for itself.
Bitch tryna bring up opps, I told that ho, "I don't speak Oppanese" (bitch)
I don't talk about my enemies because I don't want to give them any attention.
She like, "Why you keep me 'round? But it's the top and drop some knees (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My girl is wondering why I keep her around only for sex.
They want me in the cell, they tryna stop me like Monopoly
The authorities are trying to arrest me and put me in jail like it's a game of Monopoly.
Oh, oh, dissing in his feelings, I ain't trippin', he just talk loud (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My enemy is just talking trash and I'm not bothered by it.
Pull up or a mil' up out the cell, it's just three eight-ball
I have enough money to bail myself out of jail with just three eight-balls of drugs.
All my opps got bullet holes, you can ask them what that Drac' 'bout
I have killed all of my enemies with my gun and they now have bullet wounds to prove it.
I'm not thrilling, I got bodies, so my bidness, you should stay out
I have killed people and you should not mess with me or get involved in my business.
We get the drop, we on your ass, we make these niggas vacate (baow, baow, baow)
We surprise attack and chase our enemies out of town with our guns.
Pop a nigga, do some time, we call that shit a vacay (we call that shit a vacay)
When we kill people and go to jail for it, it's like taking a vacation.
Choppa sing, make it ring, better call for mayday (yeah, yeah, yeah)
The sound of our guns will make you think you're in danger and need help.
Catch 'em slippin', they go nuts 'cause they know it's payday (brrr), wait
When we catch our enemies off guard, they panic because they know they are about to die and go to hell.
Oh, oh, they say it's money on my head, they on my coat-tail (yeah, yeah)
People are after me and want to kill me for a reward.
Why you waiting? I got niggas at your doorbell
I have people waiting to attack you at your front door.
Yeah, I drop twenty, I drop thirty if it's smoke there
I am willing to kill a lot of people if there's a conflict going on.
Last time I checked, I think my youngin' took a soul there
The last time I checked, one of my young followers killed someone.
I quit sippin' syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
I stopped drinking lean because it makes me sleepy and I can't afford to be drowsy.
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (doors off)
When I shoot my gun, it tears down doors and walls.
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (baow, baow, baow, baow)
I killed a person who used to mess with me and it was not even a challenge.
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
I have blood on my shoes from killing someone and I am trying to cleanse my soul of guilt and shame.
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Cameron Peck, Eli Haire, Fredrick Givens, Paul Derouen
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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