[Intro]
Grah-grah, boom, nigga
Grah-grah boom, nigga
Every opp shot
Every opp shot
(Yo Lucas, you heard?)
Lil Notti gang
[Chorus: Sugarhill Ddot]
Ayo, Storm, why they talkin' on Notti
Like we ain't take trips to they block
Don't forget that I'm smokin' on Lay
Catch a 41, and you know he get shot (41K)
I remember them cold nights on the block
Don't forget I was totin' a knock
Ayo, TG, why you dissin' on bro?
When I see you, I'm uppin' that score
[Verse: Sugarhill Ddot & JStar Balla]
Tell Lil DD to throw, throw, throw
For Lil Notti, I'm lettin' it go
I said, "Fuck it, let's spin in a V"
When I spin through the Rey, I ain't shootin' from deep
Smokin' Rah Rah, that boy get me dead
When I walk, I keep one in the head
He a bitch he got shot in his head
Can't go out like Dougie, he got shot in his leg
Like why they talkin' like wе don't put on?
Like, shoutout Benzo, that glizzy get drawn
Likе ballin' for Notti, for him I'ma throw
That's the D's right there, get low
Like, late night, tryna creep through the 4
Like, broad day, tryna creep through the 5
That is a opp, like he gon' die
Heard he talkin' on bro, he get sent to the sky
Like, free Move, he got booked with the sitchy
Like, free [?], me and brodie was sticky
Might slide on the track, know I keep me a grip
Totin' on Sally, bro totin' on Britney
Why they mad they can't do what we do? Ay, if I was the opps I would be mad too
Like, off the wocky you know [?]
Like, if I catch a opp, you know what we do
Grah-grah, boom, nigga
Grah-grah boom, nigga
Every opp shot
Every opp shot
(Yo Lucas, you heard?)
Lil Notti gang
[Chorus: Sugarhill Ddot]
Ayo, Storm, why they talkin' on Notti
Like we ain't take trips to they block
Don't forget that I'm smokin' on Lay
Catch a 41, and you know he get shot (41K)
I remember them cold nights on the block
Don't forget I was totin' a knock
Ayo, TG, why you dissin' on bro?
When I see you, I'm uppin' that score
[Verse: Sugarhill Ddot & JStar Balla]
Tell Lil DD to throw, throw, throw
For Lil Notti, I'm lettin' it go
I said, "Fuck it, let's spin in a V"
When I spin through the Rey, I ain't shootin' from deep
Smokin' Rah Rah, that boy get me dead
When I walk, I keep one in the head
He a bitch he got shot in his head
Can't go out like Dougie, he got shot in his leg
Like why they talkin' like wе don't put on?
Like, shoutout Benzo, that glizzy get drawn
Likе ballin' for Notti, for him I'ma throw
That's the D's right there, get low
Like, late night, tryna creep through the 4
Like, broad day, tryna creep through the 5
That is a opp, like he gon' die
Heard he talkin' on bro, he get sent to the sky
Like, free Move, he got booked with the sitchy
Like, free [?], me and brodie was sticky
Might slide on the track, know I keep me a grip
Totin' on Sally, bro totin' on Britney
Why they mad they can't do what we do? Ay, if I was the opps I would be mad too
Like, off the wocky you know [?]
Like, if I catch a opp, you know what we do
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