[Intro: Notti Osama]
Every opp shot
Grrah, grrah
Smoking all deads
(like, what?)
Every opp shot
Ayo dd, pass me the knocka
Grrah, grrah
Osama shit n***a
Smoking all deads
Grrah, grrah
Grah-grah-grah

[Verse 1: Notti Osama]
It's oy or no y
Hop out, we be blitzing from both sides
Catch a opp, bitch I'm leaving his dizzy
Throw up the trendy, send three to his kidney
Like, 5th to the y, that shit to my dick
You got caught in the store, you was panicking bitch
Can't forget ya mans got slapped with the grip
Yo kenzo, yo brother is dead in my spliff

[Verse 2: DD Osama]
Yo Notti, can't forget lil rah got left in the whip
And get low when we spin, don't got a gun
You gon get out the mix
{?} we stay with a grip
Roscoe got a stick nd he'll boom you bitch
Grrah grrah boom
Grrah grrah boom
Like, suck my dick
[Verse 3: Notti Osama]
Yo DD, that's a opp
I know you gon geek, I know you gon flock
Don't run, don't trip
I know Sha Gz be ducking n shit
How the fuck did Lotti had tripped?
Lil boy got poked, he was stomped on nd shit
How the fuck did Lotti had tripped?
Lil boy got poked, he was stomped on nd shit
Like, hollon

[Verse 4: DD Osama]
I lived where the opps lived, that's a broke bitch
I ain't neva got touched
Me and Notti too deep cause we don't give a fuck
The knocks {?} I tell him to up
Like, Notti he geek, Imma do it for fun
Catch em lil 300s, we making em run
Grrah, grrah, grrah
(Catch em lil 300s, we making em run)

[Verse 5: Notti Osama]
JayRipK got put on a chain
Three opps got hit one week
Ty Swish, Rippy, but Rah Rah got hit in his bean
I’m in love wit’ the clickin’, clickin’, and clickin’
DD and Notti just chill cause you trippin’
Smoking on all dead’s got me laced, Matt-Sav got shot in his face
Like, Hol’ on
[Verse 6: DD Osama]
Yo 5th, get off dick
Why the fuck you always stay in the Hill?
Catch TG turn him to a pill, fuck a spliff, fuck a deal
Imma do it on my own and I'm clutching my steel
Grah, grah
Imma do it on my-
And I'm clutching my-
Imma do it on my own and I'm clutching my steel

[Verse 7: DD Osama]
Kenzo B, fuck JB he got put on a tee
When I spin through the (?)
Imma do it to you, send you up to your brother
Big chop gon’ boom
It’s gon’ shake up the room
Make you (?)
Notti ‘oot with the mop and I ‘oot with the broom
Yeah, you know me and my twin, make sure you're in tune
Yeah, you know me and my twin, make sure you're in tune
Bitch

[Verse 8: Notti Osama]
𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘙𝘦𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯’
𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘖’𝘴 𝘐’𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯’
𝘛𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯’ 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯’
𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯
𝘙𝘗𝘛K 𝘺’𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯’
𝘊𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘛𝘥𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘱
𝘏𝘰𝘭’ 𝘰𝘯
𝘊𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘛𝘥𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘱
It's oy or no y
Hop out, we be blitzing from both sides
Catch a opp, bitch I'm leaving him dizzy
Throw up the trendy, send three to his kidney
Like, 5th to the y, that shit to my dick
You got caught in the store, you was panicking bitch