[Intro: Dudeylo & DD Osama] Every opp shot (Grrah, nigga) Everything fucking dead, nigga For real nigga, suck my dick (Grrah-grrah) It's that DD Osama, nigga (Is that Chris?) (Ah)
[Verse 1: DD Osama & Dudeylo] Ayo, TG, suck my dick Why you talkin' on Notti? JB got hit Fat nigga, he ran and tripped Then Nazzy had died right after JayRip Still 41K, bitch, I'm smokin' on Lay and I'm smokin' on Blay If I catch me a 41, he goin' away AJ, watch, for my cousin, don't play And AT my dope, for him, I'ma slide (Slide) Forever 14, 'til the day that I die (Die, grrah) I'm only 15, wit' a fume on my side (Grrah, grrah) If they talkin' on Notti, they all gotta die (Grrah-grrah)
[Verse 2: Dudeylo] And I'm feelin' real disrespectful, like (Grrah), why they keep dissin' my blood? Franky, Keith, Matt, Lee (Grrah) Like, how many niggas got shot? 41, yeah, them boys some rookies Gotta say "Everything dead," he is pussy (Pussy) Now he want you to throw on ya' what? No mask, all I need is my hoodie Ayo, Sha Gz, suck my dick (What?) You keep talkin' on Notti, like, did you forget? Nigga ran on his mans and now he in a spliff Rah, Doug, Bz, hit, grrah
[Verse 3: DD Osama, Both] LeRoy, Gotti, dead in a ditch We gon' visit his grave just to piss Franky, CHII, Matt, spliff S—so much ash, I could write me a list (Grrah) Like, so many dead in the Sev' He got shot, he was holding his chest Nazzy, bleedin', stuck on the floor 41K, we gon' smoke him some more
[Verse 4: Dudeylo] A—AJ, that nigga died in a whip (Shit) On bro, I'ma spin through they strip (Grrah) Why the fuck would I hang out the whip? I'm on a race 'til I catch me a crip (He dead) I know an opp that got shot in his lip (Like, what?) Jay Sev' (Sev')
[Verse 5: DD Osama] Off drink, but run up at the liter Through your lungs, must smoke with a heater (Shh) got tagged, he was doin' the seizure (Seizure) Talkin' on Notti, they must wanna meet him (Meet him) And we back for bro Yeah, y'all know We gon' clap, for the set, it's a low
[Verse 6: Dudeylo] 48, yeah, he thought he was cool Like, JayRip got put on the news Free Move, he got locked up, like brodie, he be home soon S—Spinnin' through blocks, tryna grief through they parkway (Like, what?) He got popped wit' his dawg on the concrete Bullets attack him, they shoot up his artery (Grrah, grrah) Throw shots at the—, make the car shake (Grrah)
[Verse 7: DD Osama & Dudeylo] When I bend it, I bet I'ma buss it I see DeeDee, turn daughter to son Dudeylo off the yerky, he bussin' Shit real, I'ma shoot 'em for Notti (Ah) Late night, we gon' creep First one we see, he get put on a tee (Ah) Daylight, I can see, first one I catch, I'ma put him to sleep (He's dead) And this shit really hurt, got "Forever 14" on my shirt Move wrong, shoot him up, they gon' feel it the worst Fuck up a lil' bitch, we gon' finish the work, grrah (Notti) Shot after shot, he need more than doctor (Like, what?) Set Da Trend, niggas smokin' your father (Father) And my brodie don't play, yeah, he on that (On it) On G, lay 'em down like a doormat (Lay 'em down) He tried to bend, bet these shots make 'em floormat Hit a milli' for Notti, I know that he saw that Like, I hop on the beat and go kuu For Lil' Notti, I'm boomin' at you (Grrah) Free Quan, yeah, he shakin' the room Throw a shot bust' quick and then move
[Outro: DD Osama & Dudeylo] Grrah Grrah, grrah (Grrah) Suck my dick, nigga (Suck my dick) It's that DD Osama, nigga Every opp shot (Grrah)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.