[Intro]
Every opp shot n***a
Everything for Edot n***a
Everything for Notti.. grah, grah, grrah
Grah! grah! boom N***a grah!

[Verse One]
Sugarhill DDot:
It's Lil' DDot I'm back, Drop my O and I bet' you get whacked, If You talkin' on Notti' I'm Quick To Attack Spin' Through Two, I told RJ to clap'
Gatti He dead inna Ditch Smokin' Lay yeah He dead in my splif' When I Spin through the back' Got a beam on the switch' Told Lil' DD throw he won't Miss
(It's Lil' DDot I'm back, Drop my O and I bet' you get whacked, If You talkin' on Notti' I'm Quick To Attack Spin' Through Two, I told RJ to clap)
(Gatti He dead inna Ditch Smokin' Lay yeah He dead in my splif' When I Spin through the back' Got a beam on the switch' Told Lil' DD throw he won't Miss)
Fuck with Edot You' know it get ugly Hop out brodie feinin' js to click, No cap I'm smokin' on Dummy Call up RG? He die for the Hit
Like' I said it before imma stay on dat shit I don't know, why these n***as be cappin' and My n***as do all the packing
OY
I can't switch' If You talk' on my gang you know imma click' I don't know why these n***as on dick, yall be talkin' on Notti but never did shit, Trya spin get hit with your bitch!
(Trya spin Get hit with Your bitch!)
It's Lil' DDot I'm back, Drop my O and I bet' you get whacked, If You talkin' on Notti' I'm Quick To Attack Spin' Through Two, I told RJ to clap'
Gatti He dead inna Ditch Smokin' Lay yeah He dead in my splif' When I Spin through the back' Got a beam on the switch' Told Lil' DD throw he won't Miss

[Verse Two]
Notti Osama:
Oyogz, They spin through the eight' See Nesty aim for his face still with the 40 I left No trace' Started running We clickin' the pace, It's been a whole year since Lotti got whacked, Rptk' Tell Them N***as' get back say you spinnin' that shits just Cap' cause they know where the Os Lay at, Run up on me I'm Quick To Attack' Like DDot my brother you know' he can't lack
Blockwork a Bitch' we know you a Rat ON bro I ain't givin' no dap, Citizen what?, Put his ass on a @, That's the reason I'm totin' My strap N***as be switchin' puttin' kinves in your back, That's the reason I'm totin My-
Yeah That's worda My dead' I see a Opp I put one in the head, shawty on her knees she throwin' the Neck, Spinnin' Through the twos' yeah I want them n***as dead Like what?
[Verse Three]
DD Osama:
Grah! Sevsidek grrah- grrah, Tell Them N***as, Suck My Dick, yall smokin' on bro cause I'm smokin' on rippy, Kay wirh the flock' trya make him a splif grrah- grrah, Every Opp shot catch a gunna he popped, catch a flocka' his ass gotta Drop but if I catch vato he get beat out his socks, smoking on JB and not gonna stop
Rah Rah kickin' shit hurts alot(Rah! Rah!)
Me and Notti Gon spin with a chop, If the gin Jam up he get beat with the knock'
Grrah- grrah

[Verse Four]
Notti osama:
Fuck jayrip got sent to the top(Jayrip)
Free Flock then send him to wvttz, Before you was Lined Nazzy died in your block(Nazzy)
Spin through the twos', Got the knock in my socks' Act Like im runnin' then let off some shots Me and DD gon spin through the eight, Hang over Gates and let that shit spray, Rah rah got hit in his brains(rah rah) chii died and they ain't do a thing
(grrah, grrah, chii died they ain't do a thing)

[Verse Five]
DD Osama:
It's the fact yall know I'm a kid, better kill' when I'm totin' on grip I know I won't lack, can't go out like rip 13 and his ass got spliffed, Doak yeah I'm smoking yall crips
G buggin' He punchin' shit
Reywayk yeah I wasn't on shit
But if I catch a flock I'm dumpin this shit

[Verse six]
JJ6ix:
Ayo DD just geek like yo Notti Just tweak, Spinnin' back And spinnin' on feer
(graah)
He tried to run and we flockin' from deep
(Baow Boaw)
What he doin, for his block?
Word to my motha', don’t fuck with the flocks (Pussy)
Them n***as mixy, get beat with the knocks
C Blu a kid, shot himself with the chop
Nazzy, Rippy, JB, Blay, all them n***as in a box (Box)
Fuck that, 'cause I been on hots (Hots)
I got the beam, and it came with a Glock (Glock)
Keep clickin', click don’t stop
I see Lil Kay Kay, I’m uppin' the chop
Keep clickin', click, don’t stop
Smokin' on Jay, he got hit in the top
Don’t forget that we smokin' on Lotti
Dumb lil n***a got poked in the body
And we smokin' on Rah, he got left in a Uber
6-0, but I fuck with my movers
He tried to run, but we bussin' Medula
Spinnin' the 2’s, might spin on a scooter
JB got put on a shirt
How many opps got dumped in the dirt?
Dumb bitch got shot, they hurt ('Lilah)
Fuckin' this bitch, might fuck with her skirt
I’m a youngin', you know I’ma flirt
So if I gotta shorty, I’m making it squirt