Notti Osama - On Hots

★ intro: dd osama ★
(yoshi) i'm not jackin' that bro
(yozora)
Bro, stop touchin' me bro
Word to my dead, stop- (zi)
Grrah, like
Every opp shot
Grrah, like, like
Grrah-grrah

★ verse 1: dd osama ★
Oy-og, yeah we spin through the eight
See nesty, aim for his face
Still wit' the .40, i left no trace
Started runnin', we clickin' the pace
Been a whole year since lotti got wacked
Rptk, tell 'em niggas, "get back"
Say you spinnin' that shit is just cap
'cause they know where the o's lay at
Run up on me, yeah, i'm quick to attack, like
Ddot my brother, you know he can't lack
Blockwork a bitch, and we know you a rat
On bro, i ain't givin' no dab
sevside what? put his ass on the map
That's the reason i'm totin' my strap
Niggas be switchin', puttin' out something
That's the reason i'm totin' my strap
Yeah, that's word to my dead
I see an opp, put one in the head
Shorty on her knee, she throwin' the neck
Spinnin' through the 2's, yeah, i want them dead, like, what?
Sevsidek, tell 'em niggas, "suck my dick"
Y'all ain't smokin' on bro 'cause i'm smokin' on rip
EBK with the flock, tryna make em a spliff
Grrah, grrah
Every opp shot, catch a gunna, he popped
Catch a flocka, his ass gotta drop
But if i catch a buba , get beat out his socks
Smokin' jb and i can not stop
Rah rah kickin', his shit hurt lala
Me and notti gon' spin wit' a knocks
If the gun jam up, he get beat wit' the knocks
★ bridge: notti osama ★
Grrah-grrah

★ verse 2: notti osama, dd osama ★
f*ck jayrip, he got sent to the top
Free flock and send him to wvttz
41 lyin , nazzy died in ya' block
Spin through the chew, got the knocks in my sock
Act like i’m running, then lettin' off shots
Me and dd gon' spin through the 8, hang over gang and let that shit spray (and let that shit spray)
Rah rah got hit in his brace
Chii had died, they ain't do a thing

★ bridge: dd osama, both ★
Grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah chii died they ain’t do a thing, grrah grrah, chii died they ain’t a

★ verse 3: dd osama ★
That’s a fact, yeah i know i’m a kid
spin reyway and we totin' a grip
but you know i won’t lack, can’t go out like rippy
13 his ass got spliffed
Doak and i’m smoking y’all crips
G buggin he punchin' his shit
Reywayk, yeah yall wasn’t on shit
But if i catch a flocka i’m dumpin this shit
★ verse 4: jj 6ix ★
Ayo dd, just geek
Like yo notti, just tweak
Spin the block and we spinnin on feet
He tried to run, and we flockin' for deep
What he doin, for his block?
Word to my motha' don’t f*ck with the flocka
bezzy a gangsta get beat with the knocks
Cblu a kid shoot himself with the knock
Nazzy, rippy, jb, blay, all them niggas in a box
f*ck that 'cause i beat up ya box
got the beam, and it came with a glock
Keep clickin', click don’t stop
I see lil kay kay i’m uppin' and flock
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 nigga got poked in the body
And we smokin' on rah he got left in a uber
6-0 and i know me some otters
He tried to run but we bussin maneuver
Spin' the 2’s might spin on a scooter
Jb got put on a shirt
How many opps got tucked in the dirt
Dumb lil bitch got shot they hurt (Lilah)
f*ckin' this bitch, might f*ck her lil skirt
I’m a youngin' so you know i’ma flirt
So if i gotta shorty, i’m making her squirt
★ outro: jj 6ix ★
Grrah, grrah-grrah boom nigga