PGF Nuk – Not Opps (ft. EST Gee) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

PGF Nuk premieres the music video for the “Not Opps” track with EST Gee. The piece of music was produced by Fresh Ayr & Whitlock. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Pgf Nuk Not Opps

The nearly three-minute-long song kicks off with Nuk on the chorus as he raps, “Pop out with them racks like I hit the jackpot / Boy, you ain’t no threat, boy, them n*ggas not opps / We don’t chase bops, but baby, send that lo’ to get him dropped.”

For his turn, Gee flexes his strong lyrical muscles, spitting, “We the ones that made it hot, they don’t post up on that block / Well, they can, but if they do, then there’s a chance they might get shot / I be givin’ up my drop, postin’ ridin’ through my hood / N*ggas scared when I pop out, yolie with a hot gun.”

PGF Nuk – Not Opps (ft. EST Gee) (prod. Fresh Ayr & Whitlock)

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Lyrics

[Intro: PGF Nuk]
(Whit locked and loaded)
(Ah, it’s like a breath of fresh air)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (They got Wooskii on the mix)

[Chorus: PGF Nuk]
Pop out with them racks like I hit the jackpot (Jackpot)
Boy, you ain’t no threat, boy, them niggas not opps (Them niggas not opps)
We don’t chase bops, but baby, send that lo’ to get him dropped (Get him dropped)
Like a pill, he get popped (Popped), they can’t chill on that block, uh, uh (Go)
Boy, them niggas not opps (They not opps)
Why they dissin’ on lil’ bro? They ain’t never sent no shots (Never sent no shots)
They ain’t never spinned this block (Spinned this block), they ain’t never get this car (Car)
He ain’t never get up close (Get up close), and if he did, fah, fah, uh (Fah, fah)

[Verse 1: PGF Nuk]
Fah, they not the opposition, ayy (Not the opposition)
We the ones slidin’, we the ones doin’ all the killin’, ayy (All the killin’)
Shorty cold, but he is not chillin’ (But he is not chillin’)
Ayy, he the ones that’s masked up, he creepin’ up like a villain, ayy (Like a villain)
No feelings, shorty masked up, he just stay drillin’
You tweakin’, gang, your life’ll change (Your life’ll change), uh, you better go live it (Go live it)
Uh, uh (Uh), you niggas not my enemies (My enemies)
Uh, he dissin’ me, you better keep that same energy, uh (That same energy)
Bronem at his crib behind a tree tryna make him bleed (Tryna make him bleed)
Ain’t no touchin’ me, no fuckin’ me (What?), shorty ugly (She ugly)
I dropped “Waddup,” so niggas know what’s up with me (What’s up with me)
Ain’t no school bussin’ me (No school bussin’), nigga better bust his G (Bust his G, uh)
Go

[Chorus: PGF Nuk]
Pop out with them racks like I hit the jackpot (Jackpot)
Boy, you ain’t no threat, boy, them niggas not opps (Them niggas not opps)
We don’t chase bops, but baby, send that lo’ to get him dropped (Get him dropped)
Like a pill, he get popped (He get popped), they can’t chill on that block, uh, uh (On that block, go)
Boy, them niggas not opps (They not opps)
Why they dissin’ on lil’ bro? They ain’t never sent no shots (Never sent no)
They ain’t never spinned this block (Never get this), they ain’t never get this car (Nah, uh)
He ain’t never get up close (Yeah), and if he did, fah, fah, uh (Fah, fah, grrah)

[Verse 2: EST Gee]
We the ones that made it hot, they don’t post up on that block
Well, they can, but if they do, then there’s a chance they might get shot
I be givin’ up my drop, postin’ ridin’ through my hood
Niggas scared when I pop out, yolie with a hot gun
If you from where I’m from, then you in the red zone (In the red zone)
This a mini K, shoot headstones, send your man home (Brr, brr, brr, brr)
You can ask him if you want, it ain’t a drop I passed on (Drop I passed on)
Catch him smokin’ in his car, listenin’ to his last song (His last song)
Think his opp is back on, kids tryna act grown (Kids tryna act grown)
But I’ma show him (But I’ma show him, nigga)
Bring that pressure to a nigga mammy home (Bring it to his mama home)
Plus, I’m deep, I’m not alone (Plus, I’m deep in), how the fuck you dodge a switch?
Sound like Tommy, homis cancel niggas’ Christmas like the Grinch, uh

[Chorus: PGF Nuk]
Pop out with them racks like I hit the jackpot (Jackpot)
Boy, you ain’t no threat, boy, them niggas not opps (Them niggas not opps)
We don’t chase bops, but baby, send that lo’ to get him dropped (Get him dropped)
Like a pill, he get popped (He get popped), they can’t chill on that block, uh, uh (On that block, go)
Boy, them niggas not opps (They not opps)
Why they dissin’ on lil’ bro? They ain’t never sent no shots (Never sent no)
They ain’t never spinned this block (Never get this), they ain’t never get this car (Nah, uh)
He ain’t never get up close (Yeah), and if he did, fah, fah, uh (Fah, fah, grrah)