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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DD Osama
DD Osama
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Reyes
David Reyes
Composer
Liam Stabler
Liam Stabler
Composer
Luis Wood
Luis Wood
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LJS
LJS
Producer
YVBeats
YVBeats
Producer

Lyrics

OY
OY
Lil Notti gang
(LTS on the beat) Lil Notti gang, grrah
Lil Notti gang
Lil Notti gang, bitch
Grrah
Every opp shot, grrah
Suck my dick
Suck my dick
OY (grrah, like), or no Y
All these ****, they mad 'cause I'm up ('cause I'm up)
Like, fuck it, it's up and it's stuck
Youssef a bitch, he got shot in the butt
Keep talkin' on Notti, I'ma send ya ass up (on bro)
Totin' the 30, why the fuck would I lack? (Why the fuck?)
Mr. Leave-A-****-On-His-Back
Throw shots, pass off, get low from the scene (grrah)
Lil' Ddot gon' turn on his beam (grrah-grrah)
Don't forget that I'm still droppin' DOA (DOA-K)
Catch a Flocka, on me, he is not safe
And these **** keep talkin' on Notti
I'ma spin through the Sev', I'ma catch me a homi'
Call Dudeylo, like, yo, "What's the word?" (What's the word?)
He got the drop, let's spin through the third (SevSideK)
Catch me a nine, I'ma blow that sea launch
He gon' die by a poke, grrah
"40s N 9s," yeah, that shit hit a mil' (on bro)
Don't forget about "Dead Opps" (on bro)
****, duck heat and ran, caught a leg shot (leg shot)
Spin through the Bronx, tryna make a new dead opp, like (grrah-grrah)
Still tappin' my neck 'cause that fat **** dead (JB)
And Rah got put right to bed (Rah, Rah)
Two dead ****, but one from the Sev'
JayRip saw the car, yeah, he should've fled
Grrah, grrah
Now I'm back on my bullshit (on bro)
Catch a opp, I empty out the full clip
**** be chattin' but don't ever do shit, like
R-Roll up a dead opp in a new spliff
****, Nazzy, yeah, he shootin' (Nazzy)
Mixin' the Rippy with JB
Why the fuck these **** got me lazy? (Grrah)
TG chattin', got scared, what we do? (On bro)
Stop talkin' on Notti, you fool
Fifth to the Sev, yeah, shit look cool
Hope I see them, when I bend through (grrah)
Yellin', "Notti Gang" when I'm in the booth (grrah)
Catch a six, swept 'em wit' a broom (on bro), like (like), grrah
Catch a six, swept 'em wit' a broom, bitch
All these ****, they mad 'cause I'm up ('cause I'm up)
Like, fuck it, it's up and it's stuck
Youssef a bitch, he got shot in the butt
Keep talkin' on Notti, I'ma send ya ass up (on bro)
Totin' the 30, why the fuck would I lack? (Why the fuck would I lack?)
Mr. Leave-A-****-On-His-Back
Throw shots, pass off, get low from the scene (scene)
Lil' Ddot gon' turn on his beam (grrah)
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Fuck you talkin' 'bout
It's that DD ****
Written by: David Reyes, Liam Stabler, Luis Wood
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