40s N 9s DD Osama & Sugarhill Ddot

[Intro: DD Osama]
(Yo TJ, what you cookin' up?)
Grrah, gang-gang-gang
Like, y'all know what's goin' on, man
OY or no Y
Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah

[Chorus: DD Osama]
My baby, for you, I'ma end 'em (Grrah)
40s and 9s, I'm 'bout to go stretch 'em (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Good head, good body, good face
The way bae lookin' just makes my day (Grrah)
Lightskin shorty, she made a parade
All eyes on her, but she on the way (Grrah, like, grrah)
All eyes on her, but she on the way

[Verse 1: DD Osama & Sugarhill Ddot]
Yo Notti, throw, throw, throw
We catch a YG, then we gotta blow
For me, I'ma take that throne
Fuck Kay Flock, he ain't comin' home
If he do, then we takin' his life
Word to my O, I'ma up that pipe
SevsideK, I'm smokin' on Rite
Tell them niggas get packed, yeah, I know they ain't hype
Yo, E with the dot creep, creep
Tryna put a Flocka right to sleep
Everything dead if he yell, "DOA" (DOAK)
Watch him run, I'ma pick up the pace
I'ma get so close, I'ma take off his face, grrah-grrah (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Like, I'ma get so close, I'ma take off his face, grrah (Grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah)
Hop in the V go kuu', call up JJ, he throw 'em like two (Two kicks)
Free MoveLook and free AT, when they hungry, I know they gon' geek (Free those guys)
And I'm still smokin' all deads, if you want red, then come to my side (Grrah-grrah, boom, everything dead)
And I'm just droppin' YG and Sevside 'cause they talk on they guys