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Olympus

Opps

Yeah aight
Yeah aight, aight, yeah
Had to do what Capo do, I had to say aight
Matter fact it’s on my mind need to pray tonight
Man I’m praying for myself ‘cause I need it bad
Holy Spirit coming down and all my ops is mad
Demons running out the room ‘cause they don’t like my Dad
I know I be killing demons ‘cause they really mad
Oh that was your brother the other day? Man he went out sad
Man I’ll pray for my enemies but they don’t like my Dad
Yall still run to Him when I get y’all mad
In Jesus name you finna die, when I shoot it’s bad
Y’all really don’t like Chai when he get mad
Oh he really turning up, he in that one bag
And when I pray then them angels get the other bag
They go to war they leave you hanging like a dirty rag

Demon got his lip bust talking, what you say to me?
Please if you ask for a feature, no it isn’t free
I take my craft way too serious my daughter gotta eat
I’m in the stu killing these demons ‘cause Jesus give me peace
Big shoutout to the big Lord, who doing big things
Big bullets in a big Choppa make a big bang
Big Chai made a big change in a big way
Big Jesus died for my sins man that’s big thanks
I just need a whole lotta love from my G-O-D
Cause I got His name on my chest why they bother me?
Why these demons keep on trying they can’t mess with me
Covered in the blood and I’m dripping I’m like big B’s
Demon wanna see me outside I’m like psh please
Cast a demon out this brother too he was on his knees
He gone look and me and say psh you think you know Jesus?
Jesus looking right in his eyes now he out screaming

If you say in Jesus name, you better have power
Demons tear you up if you a sucka you gone get devoured 
This is real warfare don’t you die a coward
Devil lurking as a roaring lion looking to devour
Holy Spirit loading up, I got real power
Jesus told me come on up because this the hour
I don’t gotta knuckle up ‘cause them bullets sour
Real soldier and I serve the King, I’m a Jesus bower

Line them bodies up, I’m getting paid I can make it stack
Oh I got my riches up in heaven we can go rack for rack
How many people you get saved let’s start with that
How many people come to Christ because of your tracks?
You ain’t even got no demon bodies they all bounced back
Bro thought he was killing with a butter knife how bout that?
Only thing my eyes set on Christ I don’t like all that
Things of this world gone die I don’t chase all that

My only motivation G-O-D I’m real impatient 
All that other staying vacant, I don’t got no hesitation 
Bible open, meditation, I’m still growing like vegetation 
My Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, I ain’t ever going back to Satan
Yeah, and I’ll die on this hill I ain’t ever going back I don’t care bout them thrills
And I keep a Choppa on me just in case it get real
Lord knows that I’ll shoot and make it spill, Chai

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Lyrics:

[Intro]
(This that 2wave pressure!)
Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy
Rackades on me, uh (BRrrra)
(PMO Music)
T-Raww, let’s get it (Let's Go!))

[Chorus]
Pull up in the coupe, no roof, it’s a movie (Skrrt)
Bad bitch with me, double Ds, she a groupie (Yeah)
Diamonds on my neck, they bite like a pitbull (Ice)
Whole team eatin’, nigga, that’s a big full (PMO!)
Money keep on callin’, I can’t miss it (Brrrt)
Gold on my teeth, every smile cost a ticket (Bling)
She said she want the raw, told her “Come and get it” (Raww)
Tyga man, king shit, I’m the one they mimic (T-Raww!)

[Verse 1]
Lamb’ truck matte black, push the button, it attack (Skrrt skrrt)
Backwoods full of thrax, blow it out, then relax (Woo)
She throw it back fast, told her “Make it clap-clap” (Clap)
Ass so fat, had to throw a couple racks back (Racks)
West Coast king, gold links on the pinky ring (Yeah)
Bitch, I’m really him, you just rappin’ ’bout a dream (Cap)
Tigers on my feet, Bape hoodie with the fleece (Ayy)
Pull up to the club, twenty bottles at my seat (PMO!)
I been gettin’ money since MySpace was the wave (Facts)
Now it’s private jets, flyin’ bitches out the states (Gone)
She said “Tyga, why you never call me back?” (Huh?)
’Cause I’m in the booth, countin’ blue strips in the trap (Brrra)

[Pre-Chorus]
Ice on freeze, wrist on ski (Ski)
She on her knees, beggin’ “Baby, please” (Please)
I told her “Ease, this ain’t free” (Nah)
VIP, only bosses with me (Let's Go!)
[Chorus]
Pull up in the coupe, no roof, it’s a movie (Skrrt)
Bad bitch with me, double Ds, she a groupie (Yeah)
Diamonds on my neck, they bite like a pitbull (Ice)
Whole team eatin’, nigga, that’s a big full (PMO!)
Money keep on callin’, I can’t miss it (Brrrt)
Gold on my teeth, every smile cost a ticket (Bling)
She said she want the raw, told her “Come and get it” (Raww)
Tyga man, king shit, I’m the one they mimic (T-Raww!)

[Verse 2]
Ten chains on, feel like Flavor Flav (Bling blaow)
She give me brain, I ain’t gotta behave (Woo)
Pool in the crib, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout a wave (Splash)
Bitch, I’m paid-paid, check the W-2 page (Millions)
Rolls-Royce Wraith, stars in the ceiling (Uh)
She said “You the realest,” I’m like “Baby, what’s the feeling?” (Facts)
Told her bring a friend, now it’s two in the villa (Twin)
Both of ’em tens, call ’em Kylie and Bella (Yeah)
I’m the young nigga that they study in the textbooks (Tuh)
Still in the hood, throwin’ money like a cook book (Racks)
She said “Tyga, can you stay?” I said “Look, look”
I got a flight at six, gotta bounce like a crooks crook (Gone!)

[Bridge]
Ayy, ayy — turn me up (Turn me up)
Bad bitches only, never wife one up (Never)
Money counter go brrrt, never stop, never stuck (Brrrt)
PMO the gang, run it up, run it up (Let's Go!)

[Chorus]
Pull up in the coupe, no roof, it’s a movie (Skrrt)
Bad bitch with me, double Ds, she a groupie (Yeah)
Diamonds on my neck, they bite like a pitbull (Ice)
Whole team eatin’, nigga, that’s a big full (PMO!)
Money keep on callin’, I can’t miss it (Brrrt)
Gold on my teeth, every smile cost a ticket (Bling)
She said she want the raw, told her “Come and get it” (Raww)
Tyga man, king shit, I’m the one they mimic (T-Raww!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah, T-Raww, last king (BRrrra)
Still gettin’ money, still doin’ my thing (Yeah)
Ayy, ayy, gone — (Let's Go!)
PMO, 2025, we on, nigga (Woo)

Movie [Prod. 2wawe X PMO]

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