
Without You Notti Osama & DD Osama
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[Intro: DD Osama, Becky Hill & Notti Osama]
Elvis
Better off without you (Grrah)
And it's finally clear to see (Like, like, every opp shot)
That the person I was missing (Osama shit, nigga)
It's not you, it's me (Gang)
Now I'm better off without you (Grrah, grrah, suck my, like, what?)
And it's finally clear to see
That the person I was missing (Like, OY-O, like, OY-O)
It's not you, it's me (Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
[Chorus: Notti Osama]
Better without you, just me and my chrome, I'm like, "Baby, just leave me alone" (Grrah, grrah, gang)
Pop out the cut just to see what he on, if he move, he get one in his dome
She act bad, she act boujee, off the 'Migos, she shakin' that booty
Like, shake that, girl
Is you my ride or die, bitch? Tryna give you the world, grrah
[Verse 1: Notti Osama]
Is you flockin' for me? Is you ridin' for me? Is you dyin' with me?
Got two opps I been dyin' to see
Let's take a trip, stop hidin' from me (Word)
Keep it on me, they plottin' on me
Like, everything dead, I ain't coppin' the pleas (Grrah, grrah, boom)
See the opps, I'ma flock at the V, like, I throw eight, DD flock fifteen (On bro)
Elvis
Better off without you (Grrah)
And it's finally clear to see (Like, like, every opp shot)
That the person I was missing (Osama shit, nigga)
It's not you, it's me (Gang)
Now I'm better off without you (Grrah, grrah, suck my, like, what?)
And it's finally clear to see
That the person I was missing (Like, OY-O, like, OY-O)
It's not you, it's me (Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
[Chorus: Notti Osama]
Better without you, just me and my chrome, I'm like, "Baby, just leave me alone" (Grrah, grrah, gang)
Pop out the cut just to see what he on, if he move, he get one in his dome
She act bad, she act boujee, off the 'Migos, she shakin' that booty
Like, shake that, girl
Is you my ride or die, bitch? Tryna give you the world, grrah
[Verse 1: Notti Osama]
Is you flockin' for me? Is you ridin' for me? Is you dyin' with me?
Got two opps I been dyin' to see
Let's take a trip, stop hidin' from me (Word)
Keep it on me, they plottin' on me
Like, everything dead, I ain't coppin' the pleas (Grrah, grrah, boom)
See the opps, I'ma flock at the V, like, I throw eight, DD flock fifteen (On bro)
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