ON HOTS
[Intro: DD Osama]
Grrah, grrah, like
Smokin' on mad Lay, mad Lay, mad Lay
Mad Lay, mad Lay, mad Lay, like
Lay, get the fuck up
Like, tell that n***a, "Get up"
Bitch, what the fuck?
Everything—
Smokin' on Lay, bitch
[Chorus: DD Osama & HoodStarDotty]
Ayo, Dotty, now I'm on hots
Fuck all the opps, half of them got shot (Grraow, bang)
I got money, I don't gotta beg (Like)
Put the bag to his head, how he go with his friend? (Baow, baow)
Why the fuck n***as say I don't flock?
I'ma spin through the Sev, tryna make somethin' drop (On bro)
C-HII, he got lined by a thot (Yes)
I'm high 'cause he in a box (Ah)
[Verse 1: HoodStarDotty & DD Osama]
Ayo D, let me know what's the word
Tryna bend on the opps, put 'em on a shirt
Two deep, man, we goin' berserk
If he chasin' lil' Notti I'ma leaving 'em hurt (Every opp shot)
Try to reach, but I'm uppin it first
Bitch, I'm rеally a demon, don't care, I'm too hurt (Grrah, grrah)
Got the chops on mе, I got a 3rd (Like)
Ayo, DD, go to work (Baow)
[Verse 2: DD Osama]
Okay, let's play
When we spin through they side, yellin' "Whoopty"
If they say it back, we aimin' at kufis
Put the beam to his head, he a goofy (On bro)
Bitches be fuckin' for money, they lose me (Like, like)
Me and Dotty two deep with a Uzi, like (Grrah)
And you know we don't play
We see the opps, they start runnin' away
[Verse 3: HoodStarDotty & DD Osama]
Lil' Shizzy a dick, shot himself in the face
And if Ds on our ass, man, we doin' the race
I told Klickin to get 'em, I bet he gon' spray (Baow, baow)
They was talkin' on Notti, we smokin' on Lay
Where the fuck lil' Ta'? We bendin' the K (Like?)
And I bet you get hit if you reach for my chain
N***as suckin' my dick and they sayin' my name (He said)
I be missin' the bros and for them I'ma flame (Every opp shot, ah)
[Verse 4: DD Osama]
And I'm smokin' on Lay
He get the shot if he jack from the Gates (Lay-Lay)
Fuck lil' Rah, he got hit in his brain
I'm smokin' that n***a, so shootin' today (Rah-Rah)
I'ma talk my shit 'cause these n***as is pussy and really be popped
How the fuck you my opp, and you never threw shots?
N***as know I'm a star in the V with a knock, like (Grraow, bang)
[Bridge: DD Osama]
Ayo, Dotty, get on hots
What's the word? We gon' bend on the Flocks
Two deep, two chops, he flock, I flock (Like)
And I'm throwin' for Notti, for 'Dotty, get shot (Every opp shot)
[Verse 5: DD Osama]
Jay EK, all in my spliff (Like)
Nazzy dead, he restin' in piss (Nazzy)
So much deads, could put in a list
Why they mention lil' Notti? They mans in a spliff
[Verse 6: HoodStarDotty & DD Osama]
I'ma talk my shit 'cause these n***as keep jackin' my dick and they don't put in pain (At all)
Why the fuck they keep mentionin' bro? Me and Bris two deep, tryna let it bang (Baow, baow)
I ain't sayin' no names in this track, if he run into me, then we make him a strain (Like)
N***as know I'm the heart of this shit, I'm the youngest in charge
Give a fuck 'bout the fame (On bro)
[Chorus: DD Osama]
Ayo, Dotty, now I'm on hots (Damn)
Fuck all the opps, half of them got shot (Baow)
I got money, I don't gotta beg (Baow)
Put the bag to his head, how he go with his friend? (Every opp shot)
Why the fuck n***as say that I don't flock?
I'ma spin through the Sev, tryna make somethin' drop (Like)
C-HII, he got lined by a thot (Like)
I'm high 'cause he in a box
[Outro: DD Osama]
Grrah, grrah
Every opp shot, n***a
Suck my dick, n***a
Smokin' on mad Lay, mad Lay, like
Mad Lay
You wanna lay with 'em?
Grrah, grrah, like
Smokin' on mad Lay, mad Lay, mad Lay
Mad Lay, mad Lay, mad Lay, like
Lay, get the fuck up
Like, tell that n***a, "Get up"
Bitch, what the fuck?
Everything—
Smokin' on Lay, bitch
[Chorus: DD Osama & HoodStarDotty]
Ayo, Dotty, now I'm on hots
Fuck all the opps, half of them got shot (Grraow, bang)
I got money, I don't gotta beg (Like)
Put the bag to his head, how he go with his friend? (Baow, baow)
Why the fuck n***as say I don't flock?
I'ma spin through the Sev, tryna make somethin' drop (On bro)
C-HII, he got lined by a thot (Yes)
I'm high 'cause he in a box (Ah)
[Verse 1: HoodStarDotty & DD Osama]
Ayo D, let me know what's the word
Tryna bend on the opps, put 'em on a shirt
Two deep, man, we goin' berserk
If he chasin' lil' Notti I'ma leaving 'em hurt (Every opp shot)
Try to reach, but I'm uppin it first
Bitch, I'm rеally a demon, don't care, I'm too hurt (Grrah, grrah)
Got the chops on mе, I got a 3rd (Like)
Ayo, DD, go to work (Baow)
[Verse 2: DD Osama]
Okay, let's play
When we spin through they side, yellin' "Whoopty"
If they say it back, we aimin' at kufis
Put the beam to his head, he a goofy (On bro)
Bitches be fuckin' for money, they lose me (Like, like)
Me and Dotty two deep with a Uzi, like (Grrah)
And you know we don't play
We see the opps, they start runnin' away
[Verse 3: HoodStarDotty & DD Osama]
Lil' Shizzy a dick, shot himself in the face
And if Ds on our ass, man, we doin' the race
I told Klickin to get 'em, I bet he gon' spray (Baow, baow)
They was talkin' on Notti, we smokin' on Lay
Where the fuck lil' Ta'? We bendin' the K (Like?)
And I bet you get hit if you reach for my chain
N***as suckin' my dick and they sayin' my name (He said)
I be missin' the bros and for them I'ma flame (Every opp shot, ah)
[Verse 4: DD Osama]
And I'm smokin' on Lay
He get the shot if he jack from the Gates (Lay-Lay)
Fuck lil' Rah, he got hit in his brain
I'm smokin' that n***a, so shootin' today (Rah-Rah)
I'ma talk my shit 'cause these n***as is pussy and really be popped
How the fuck you my opp, and you never threw shots?
N***as know I'm a star in the V with a knock, like (Grraow, bang)
[Bridge: DD Osama]
Ayo, Dotty, get on hots
What's the word? We gon' bend on the Flocks
Two deep, two chops, he flock, I flock (Like)
And I'm throwin' for Notti, for 'Dotty, get shot (Every opp shot)
[Verse 5: DD Osama]
Jay EK, all in my spliff (Like)
Nazzy dead, he restin' in piss (Nazzy)
So much deads, could put in a list
Why they mention lil' Notti? They mans in a spliff
[Verse 6: HoodStarDotty & DD Osama]
I'ma talk my shit 'cause these n***as keep jackin' my dick and they don't put in pain (At all)
Why the fuck they keep mentionin' bro? Me and Bris two deep, tryna let it bang (Baow, baow)
I ain't sayin' no names in this track, if he run into me, then we make him a strain (Like)
N***as know I'm the heart of this shit, I'm the youngest in charge
Give a fuck 'bout the fame (On bro)
[Chorus: DD Osama]
Ayo, Dotty, now I'm on hots (Damn)
Fuck all the opps, half of them got shot (Baow)
I got money, I don't gotta beg (Baow)
Put the bag to his head, how he go with his friend? (Every opp shot)
Why the fuck n***as say that I don't flock?
I'ma spin through the Sev, tryna make somethin' drop (Like)
C-HII, he got lined by a thot (Like)
I'm high 'cause he in a box
[Outro: DD Osama]
Grrah, grrah
Every opp shot, n***a
Suck my dick, n***a
Smokin' on mad Lay, mad Lay, like
Mad Lay
You wanna lay with 'em?