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OY OY Lil Notti gang (LTS on the beat) Lil Notti gang, grrah Lil Notti gang Lil Notti gang, bitch Grrah Every opp shot, grrah Suck my dick Suck my dick OY (grrah, like), or no Y All these niggas, they mad 'cause I'm up ('cause I'm up) Like, fuck it, it's up and it's stuck Youssef a bitch, he got shot in the butt Keep talkin' on Notti, I'ma send ya ass up (on bro) Totin' the 30, why the fuck would I lack? (Why the fuck?) Mr. Leave-A-Nigga-On-His-Back Throw shots, pass off, get low from the scene (grrah) Lil' Ddot gon' turn on his beam (grrah-grrah) Don't forget that I'm still droppin' DOA (DOA-K) Catch a Flocka, on me, he is not safe And these niggas keep talkin' on Notti I'ma spin through the Sev', I'ma catch me a homi' Call Dudeylo, like, yo, "What's the word?" (What's the word?) He got the drop, let's spin through the third (SevSideK) Catch me a nine, I'ma blow that sea launch He gon' die by a poke, grrah "40s N 9s," yeah, that shit hit a mil' (on bro) Don't forget about "Dead Opps" (on bro) Nigga, duck heat and ran, caught a leg shot (leg shot) Spin through the Bronx, tryna make a new dead opp, like (grrah-grrah) Still tappin' my neck 'cause that fat nigga dead (JB) And Rah got put right to bed (Rah, Rah) Two dead niggas, but one from the Sev' JayRip saw the car, yeah, he should've fled Grrah, grrah Now I'm back on my bullshit (on bro) Catch a opp, I empty out the full clip Niggas be chattin' but don't ever do shit, like R-Roll up a dead opp in a new spliff Nigga, Nazzy, yeah, he shootin' (Nazzy) Mixin' the Rippy with JB Why the fuck these niggas got me lazy? (Grrah) TG chattin', got scared, what we do? (On bro) Stop talkin' on Notti, you fool Fifth to the Sev, yeah, shit look cool Hope I see them, when I bend through (grrah) Yellin', "Notti Gang" when I'm in the booth (grrah) Catch a six, swept 'em wit' a broom (on bro), like (like), grrah Catch a six, swept 'em wit' a broom, bitch All these niggas, they mad 'cause I'm up ('cause I'm up) Like, fuck it, it's up and it's stuck Youssef a bitch, he got shot in the butt Keep talkin' on Notti, I'ma send ya ass up (on bro) Totin' the 30, why the fuck would I lack? (Why the fuck would I lack?) Mr. Leave-A-Nigga-On-His-Back Throw shots, pass off, get low from the scene (scene) Lil' Ddot gon' turn on his beam (grrah) Grrah, grrah, grrah Fuck you talkin' 'bout It's that DD nigga
Writer(s): Liam Stabler, David Reyes, Luis Lazaro Wood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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