lirik lagu dmp,dd osama, notti osama,jayklickin - f*ck all opps
{intro}
(you know what im sayin
biggest hottest n~gga youngest hottest n~gga we out here, wassup?)
{verse 1: notti osama}
oyogz don’t add a k if you add a k get shot in ya face
set da trend a b~tch get off our d~~k
if you spinnin da hill jb ina ditch
i smoke jayrip,d&d, ddk to cmv, i tell ddot get them bucks
we gon blow like tnt
catch c blu his life is really mine
y’all mad jayrip ina sky
nas ebk he a whole d~~k ride~
{verse 2: dd osama}
don’t forget about lil rah rah in dat cab
on bro that sh~t made a slap
ayy lil notti gang throwin shots at the gas
spin back play this all back~
{verse 3: jaykl!ckin}
on my feet,ima creep tryna catch me a toll, put him right to sleep
who dat?, let me see, ima flock at they head, if he throw up the 3
like how many dead in my spliff for lil n~ggas that throw up the gz
and im droppin a foul, tryna cl!ck at the mac, and its f~ck fat boy, b~tch im smokin jb
im smokin jb lil’scotty,so im burn,im bent thru the sav gon’shoot up they church
f~ck 8 o,i got at da work,when i cash lil lucky ,put him on his shirt
told my brothers ill stand up forever
say tech,cuz they rap the best of the worse
n we mixin 13 with the n~z~, they light up the best, and they shoot just like a fire work
so you better perform,n~gga f~ck these bills got me question rollin up his moms
im a house on the product the sun ,kno a couple of opps who ran a marathon
lets get back to the real sh~t, n~gga late got caught turnin through his laundry, now we back to the real sh~t and i bet krg gon get put in the molly ~
{verse 4: dd osama}
see a gunna im dumpin’ the clip
sha gz you a b~tch stop runnin ya lips, talk on notti you eatin his clip
n~gga yus you a bummy,you still rock fake drip
cash app still broke a bummy, ya’ll wore the same clothes, don’t f~ck with the bunnies
told lil bro name me a track
ima spin thru the eight yeah, that sh~t gon get ugly
and im smokin on so many deads like how the f~ck im not dead
c hii,naz,jayrip,rey rey, like
that the deads that we faced
if i catch me a drill rapper we do him dirty
yeah, he from da rey i ain’t got no worries, \
if you smokin my brother make sure that they buried
( like, grahh~grahh~grahh )
can’t believe they talk on the o,& lost so much bros for droppin the o
like
ms,leroy,gotti, dead, all my n~ggas keep one in the head
i can’t go out like ramon, n~gga died in the v
sixteen he dead on my spleen
n~gga talkin on notti lost half of their team
even his dad outside gettin beat~
{ outro: dd osama & blockwork}
we gon spin thru the sev,with like two or three chops
flock at a flocka, his body gon drop
and we go to the rey tryna find c blu
catch melly im lettin it boom
boom back at the kelly he movin funny get shot in your belly
( gang~ gang )
i can’t wait till i catch me a gunna
two or three shots go right thru they ribs
how you let n~ggas f~ck your b~tch
(reyweyk all that sh~t to my d~~k,)
you say you a steppa you won’t do the step
come to the hill we gon see who’s next
die 5’s die 4’s die 2’s, i see a opp ima up it and boom (b~tch)
5th to the sev they both gon die
flock & the flock got sent to the sky
(like lay~)
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