[Intro: Justin Bieber, Notti Osama & DD Osama]
My mama don't like you and she likes everyone
Grrah, grrah, every opp shot, n***a
And I never like to admit that I was wrong
Suck my dick, it's that Notti n***a, man, gang
And I've been so caught up in my job (N***as know the vibes, man), didn't see what's going on
Grrah, grrah boom
N***as know the vibes, man, grrah-grrah
But now I know, I'm better sleeping on my own
'Cause if you like the way you look that much (Elvis)
Suck my dick n***a, DD with me
Oh baby, you should go and love yourself
Every opp shot, n***as know the vibes, grrah-grrah, boom
And if you think that I'm still holdin' on to somethin'
Every opp shot, n***a, OY here, fuck outta here
You should go and love yourself
(Ayo, Silent, you the realest)

[Chorus: Notti Osama]
Double O wit' me, he quick to attack
In the V, two O’s, don’t lack (Don’t lack)
Bend through the Nick tryna catch me a Makk
Like, chase down gang, put the beam to his hat (Hat)
DD gon’ flock 'til he fall on his back (Grrah)
Brother for my brother for him let it blast (Let it blast)
He tried to run and got shot in his ass (Ass)
Lil' bitch, like go get back (Lil’ bitch, go get back)
Gun on my hip, shit ready to clap (Grrah-Grrah)
When we spin, leave him dead where he at
[Verse 1: Notti Osama & Mel Guap]
See me a Gunna, turn him to a pack
Like, Rah be my brother, go fifty for fifty
See a Flocka, on bro, it get litty
You scream OY, she poppin' her titty (OY)
She like she should get with me
I can’t leave my house if I don’t got my Sitchy”
'Cause these pussy n***as tryin' to get—
Like, bitch I’m the O, and I’m clutchin' my Semi"
They like, “Notti, you on hots?”
I catch a Flocka, make sure he drop
Bitch, I'ma demon clutchin' on this knock
They like “Notti be buggin', tryna tell ‘em stop” but I’m takin the trip like, and I’m takin that risk, he tried to run, on bro he get hit (Grrah, grrah-grrah)

[Verse 2: Mel Guap & Notti Osama]
We some 'ooters, we bugging' and dumpin on shit (Grrah)
See a Gz, let’s squeeze, he get took off the list (Grrah-grrah, boom)
How you drop my shit, kid? You ain't never do shit
Can’t forget about Rah, he got left the whip (Rah Rah)
And these bitches they stay the mix? (Like what?)
And that’s why I don’t care about your city
Got a Knock that stay on my hip (on my hip)
Tell a Bunny that [?] trip
YGz get ‘em gone
[?] really put on
Thotties bugging, geekin on my song
Lil Notti up and getting em gone
Like a beat left at the back
I know opps that see, made 'em run like its track
[?]
[Chorus: Notti Osama]
Double O wit' me, he quick to attack
In the V, two O’s, don’t lack
Bend through the Nick tryna catch me a Makk
Like chase down gang, put the beam to his hat
DD gon’ flock 'til he fall on his back
Brother for my brother for him let it blast
He tried to run and got shot in his ass
Lil' bitch, like go get back
Gun on my hip, should ready to clap
When we spin, leave him dead where he at

[Outro: Notti Osama]
See me a Gunna, turn him to a pack
Like Rah be my brother, go fifty for fifty
See a Flocka, on bro it get litty
You scream OY, she poppin a titty
She like she should get with me
I can’t leave my house if I don’t got my Sitchy”