[Intro: Kyle Richh & Iffy Foreign]
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Fuck Notti, n***a
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
Like, what? Like, what?
Fuck 14, n***a (Like, damn), suck my dick (Like, damn)
Fuck Notti (Grrah)
(That's what I'm talkin' about, that's why he's the MVP
[That's why he's the G.O.A.T., the G.O.A.T.])(30868172)
(24 is the G.O.A.T)
Suck my dick
Notti (Grrah)
Notti, like, what? Like, what?
Notti, bitch, baow-baow-baow
Like, what? Like, what?
Bitch, damn-damn-damn (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Every O shot (Notti), grrah, grrah, grrah (Damn-damn-damn)
Notti, like, what? Like, what?
Like, die Os (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
[Verse 1: Jenn Carter]
Grrah
He on my dick, he ain't got no crib (Like, what?)
Like, what? He homeless (Damn)
I cannot lack, I'ma move with a Smith (Like, what?)
Like, what? Shoot, don't miss (It's Carter, dickhead)
How you boomin' for n***as that said you was snitchin'? (Damn)
Like, what? You the reason he dissin' (What?)
Oh, he said that he smokin' on Lay? (Grrah, grrah)
Said I'm smokin' on Notti, I'm high as a pigeon (Grrah, grrah, boom)
[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
Like, he dead, I can tell by thе twitchin' (Like, damn)
Keep a switch, n***as be switchin' (Like, what?)
Likе, why is my name in ya mentions? (Damn, damn, damn)
Caught a ass shot like Chyna (Chyna)
And Notti got put in a box (Like, damn)
Big guns, we got a lot (Notti)
I'm on they block, and I'm not tryna box
On the Rock with a couple of knocks (Couple of knocks)
In that South (Like, what?), givin' 'em hell (Like, what? Like, damn)
Shit get sticky if I kick it to Rell' (Pop it)
Like, 'cause I know he gon' throw like Odell (Damn, damn, damn)
In all black 'cause I might have to pop it
Start doin' the trend, and the world Notti Boppin' (Boppin')
We been winning, we do this shit often (Like, what?)
Off a 30, I'm itchin' to off him (Like, damn-damn)
[Verse 3: Iffy Foreign]
Yo, DD, why you ran on ya mans while he was still coughing? (Yo, DD)
He a dub, we white chalk 'em
Damn, my n***as spin they shit often (Like, damn, grrah-grrah-grrah)
Two shots on court like Spalding
We might have to shoot a n***a out his ball kicks (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Don't lack, might spin through the morning
Shit too tact', we do it with caution (Like, damn, grrah-grrah-grrah)
Who you with? Fuck that, off him
Shit too deep, can't leave bro walking (Like, grrah-grrah-grrah)
Like damn, can't leave bro talking
You know how it get, grrah, off him (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
I'm a vet', no dogshit
You talk hot, I'ma step in your office
Throw up an O, on bro, we toss him (Yeah)
Lil' Notti got put in a coffin (Like, grrah, Notti)
Damn, y'all know what we do in the streets
No V, walk down on feet (Fuck, shit)
Fuck it, put a n***a on a tee
We 'bout to spin these n***as for a week (Like, shit)
Yo, Notti, suck my dick, like, I woulda threw you underneath the train (Like, Notti)
Why you talk on the gang? (Grrah)
You got packed up, now you a strain, damn (Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
[Verse 4: Jenn Carter]
Keep a knock, gotta move tact' (Like, what?)
KR, creep through the back (Like, damn)
Opp n***as broke, not puttin' in pain (Puttin' in pain)
I just know how to make me a pack (Grrah-grrah, what?)
In the V, three deep (Three what?)
Me and Iffy might hop out the V (It's Carter, dickhead)
It's an opp that we see, and that n***a on feet (Grrah-grrah, what?)
Knock on the V, know we fleein' the scene (Grrah-grrah, boom)
N***as tight, I peep (I peep)
Like what, we number three (Like, we number what?)
These opps, cannot compete (Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah)
He on a Polo, they know I'm a G
[Verse 5: Kyle Richh]
Mans-mans ran, they was watching him leak (Watching him leak, L mans)
Shit sad, that could never be me (Never be me, like, damn)
I got money, I'm never on feet (Like, what?)
Like, yo, Sheik (Damn), reverse the V (Like, damn, damn-damn-damn)
Notti did bad on a mission (Mission)
Aggressor turned to a victim (Damn, victim)
Like, K-Roy, LT, been blitzed 'em (Blitzed 'em)
Damn, Notti ain't make it to Christmas (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, lil' bro ain't make it to 15 (15)
When he was dissin', it wasn't an issue (Grrah)
DD wishin' he was there to get you (Get you, what?)
Stop-stop crying, bro need a tissue (Like, damn)
Fuck 14, in my gonchies (Like, what?)
Last opp got sparked tryna punch me (Damn, damn-damn-damn)
Bullets is kickin' and bendin' his lungs in (Blicked)
Walk up, can't bring these guns in
Me and Iffy put out for the hood
Since a kid, buggin' and thuggin' (Grrah, grrah)
N***as broke, they be runnin' and duckin' (Grrah, grrah)
Ain't-ain't been touched, I been feelin' invincible (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Fuck that, it's the principle
N***as frontin', I might have to finish you (Grrah, grrah)
Yo, Jenn, pass me the knocka (Grrah, grrah)
Like, I been itchin' to finally drop 'em (Damn)
[Outro: Iffy Foreign]
Grrah, suck my dick, n***a
Every O shot
Grrah, grrah
Notti
