2 DEEP DD Osama (Ft. Benzo B)

[Chorus: DD Osama & Benzo B]
I told Benzo, "Who that right there in that stoley?
Like, why them niggas lookin' like they know me?"
On court ballin' like I was Ginóbili
Can't fuck with these niggas, they be movin' phony
Ever since I got fame, they be callin' me brodie
That's the reason I stay on my doley
Like, I never needed no codeine
Oh that's his mans? We might up at his homie

[Verse 1: DD Osama]
Too much dead opps in a pack
I could name me a few that got shot in they back
But they gone, fuck I'ma do that?
It's still fuck all them dead niggas, all of them flat
And I'm back on that drill shit, mе and bros two deep tryna kill shit
We was all in they block with like four sticks
So bad I thrеw shots that I'm watchin' 'em spill quick

[Verse 2: Benzo B]
Like, they know the vibes when we step
Tryna hop out, make a mess
Yeah, I'm tryna put 'em to rest
Now I'm back on the block, still grippin' the TEC
Y'all know the O's really do it the best
Fuckin' bitches and dumpin' through checks
I was just down on my last name check
Try to reach for the chain, and it's bound to go left