ON HOTS DD Osama & HoodStarDotty

[Intro: DD Osama]
Grrah, grrah, like
Smokin' on mad Lay, mad Lay, mad Lay
Mad Lay, mad Lay, mad Lay, like
Lay, get the fuck up
Like, tell that nigga, "Get up"
Bitch, what the fuck?
Everything—
Smokin' on Lay, bitch

[Chorus: DD Osama & HoodStarDotty]
Ayo, Dotty, now I'm on hots
Fuck all the opps, half of them got shot (Grraow, bang)
I got money, I don't gotta beg (Like)
Put the bag to his head, how he go with his friend? (Baow, baow)
Why the fuck niggas say I don't flock?
I'ma spin through the Sev, tryna make somethin' drop (On bro)
C-HII, he got lined by a thot (Yes)
I'm high 'cause he in a box (Ah)

[Verse 1: HoodStarDotty & DD Osama]
Ayo D, let me know what's the word
Tryna bend on the opps, put 'em on a shirt
Two deep, man, we goin' berserk
If he chasin' lil' Notti I'ma leaving 'em hurt (Every opp shot)
Try to reach, but I'm uppin it first
Bitch, I'm rеally a demon, don't care, I'm too hurt (Grrah, grrah)
Got the chops on mе, I got a 3rd (Like)
Ayo, DD, go to work (Baow)