[Intro: DudeyLo & DD Osama]
Every opp shot (Grrah, nigga)
Every fucking track, nigga
It's that DudeyLo nigga, suck my dick (Grrah-grrah)
It’s that DD Osama, nigga, 41K
(Is that Chris?) (Ah)
[Verse 1: DD Osama & DudeyLo]
Ayy yo, TG, suck my dick
Why you talkin' on Notti? JB got hit (Rrah, rrah)
Fat nigga, he ran then tripped
Then Nazzy had died right after JayRip (Grrah, dummy)
Still 41K, bitch, I'm smokin’ on Lay and I'm smokin' on Blay (Damn)
If I catch me a 41, he goin' away
AJ Wvttz is my cuzzy, don't play
And 83 my devil, 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, why they keep dissin' my block? (Ah)
Frankie, Keith, Matt, Lee, Rah (Damn, damn)
Like, how many niggas got shot?
41, yeah, them boys some rookies
Caught Mr. Everything-Dead, he was pussy (Pussy)
Now I'm out tryna throw on your what? (Grrah)
I don't gotta put a mask on, all I need is my hoodie (Grrah, grrah)
Ayy yo, Sha Gz, suck my dick (What?)
You keep talkin’ on Notti, like, did you forget? (Grrah)
Ni-Nigga ran on his mans and now hе in a spliff (Lotti)
Rah, Dubs, Beanz, hit, grrah
Every opp shot (Grrah, nigga)
Every fucking track, nigga
It's that DudeyLo nigga, suck my dick (Grrah-grrah)
It’s that DD Osama, nigga, 41K
(Is that Chris?) (Ah)
[Verse 1: DD Osama & DudeyLo]
Ayy yo, TG, suck my dick
Why you talkin' on Notti? JB got hit (Rrah, rrah)
Fat nigga, he ran then tripped
Then Nazzy had died right after JayRip (Grrah, dummy)
Still 41K, bitch, I'm smokin’ on Lay and I'm smokin' on Blay (Damn)
If I catch me a 41, he goin' away
AJ Wvttz is my cuzzy, don't play
And 83 my devil, 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, why they keep dissin' my block? (Ah)
Frankie, Keith, Matt, Lee, Rah (Damn, damn)
Like, how many niggas got shot?
41, yeah, them boys some rookies
Caught Mr. Everything-Dead, he was pussy (Pussy)
Now I'm out tryna throw on your what? (Grrah)
I don't gotta put a mask on, all I need is my hoodie (Grrah, grrah)
Ayy yo, Sha Gz, suck my dick (What?)
You keep talkin’ on Notti, like, did you forget? (Grrah)
Ni-Nigga ran on his mans and now hе in a spliff (Lotti)
Rah, Dubs, Beanz, hit, grrah
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