21 Savage & Metro Boomin – No Opp Left Behind lyrics

Metro in this b**** goin’ brazy

Made it out the dirt, I was head first
A n**** used to rob, ayy, and I used to serve
Couldn’t go to work, school was the worst
P**** tried to play me, ayy, put him on a shirt
Lambo real fast, fell in love with cash
Fell in love with head, ayy, I fell in love with a**
Science, I was ‘sleep, ayy, I fell in love with math
She was at the club, ayy, I made her take a bath
Ayy, I’m King Smoke, so I got a drum on the stick
Gang was in there, I can’t put my tongue on that s***
He was talkin’ crazy ’til that hollow hit his lip
Ayy, Big 4L, even the killers gettin’ killed
All you see is Pateks and APs in my clique
We got all the bottles and the hookah in the VIP
I might be a rapper, but it’s thirty in this clip
Ayy, Zone 6, we get n***** buried ’round this b****

Pitbull the way I walk, the way I talk
Loose lips sink ships, yellow tape, white chalk
Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
Screamin’, “No opp left behind,” n****, we gon’ kill ’em all
Ain’t no cap in my rap, ain’t no flaw
You could tell it when I rap, ain’t no cut, this s*** raw
Cut him off if he talkin’ to the law
I’m with Draco ’cause he quiet ’til he hit you in the jaw

My lil’ n***** don’t wanna trap, they wanna spin
Ayy, spin, fill the choppas up, then spin again
Free my dawg, he not eatin’, so why he in a pen’?
From Atlanta, not Vegas, but I still sin
Ayy, chain like a yo-yo, ride me like a pogo
She from out of D.C., when she f*** me, she play go-go
Used to sip lines, now a n**** sippin’ Fours, though
N***** rappin’ gangsta, but they really hoes, though
Street n*****, streets don’t talk, but you told, though
Rattail hangin’ in the hood, boy, you bold bold
We ain’t tryna hear ’bout all the bricks that you sold sold
They don’t need a badge, but them n***** still the po-po
Focused on my bag, focused on my money
I done had some dark days, I done had some sunny
N***** think they hot, I think n***** funny
Ayy, yellow baguette, VV-VVS’s look like honey
All my diamonds pissed on, ayy, Andre Drummond
My playa won’t even pull inside the ‘partments ’cause they haunted
My dawg could’ve passed me the ball, but he punted
Got my turn, did a onside kick, that’s how I’m comin’

Pitbull the way I walk, the way I talk
Loose lips sink ships, yellow tape, white chalk
Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
Screamin’, “No opp left behind,” n****, we gon’ kill ’em all
Ain’t no cap in my rap, ain’t no flaw
You could tell it when I rap, ain’t no cut, this s*** raw
Cut him off if he talkin’ to the law
I’m with Draco ’cause he quiet ’til he hit you in the jaw

Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
Screamin’, “No opp left behind,” n****, we gon’ kill ’em all
Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
Screamin’, “No opp left behind,” n****, we gon’ kill ’em all
Ain’t no cap in my rap, ain’t no flaw
You could tell it when I rap, ain’t no cut, this s*** raw
Cut him off if he talkin’ to the law
I’m with Draco ’cause he quiet ’til he hit you in the jaw

A wise man knows not to have a lot of enemies
The friction of constant conflict is a distraction in life
And left unchecked can end up being what subtracts him from life
If possible, all enemies should be eliminated