DD Osama

Lyrics

2 ContributorsF*CK ALL OPPS Lyrics{intro}
(you know what im sayin
Biggest hottest n*gga youngest hottest n*gga we out here, wassup?)


{verse 1: Notti osama}
OYOGZ don't add a k if you add a k get shot in ya face
Set da trend a b*tch get off our d**k
If you spinnin da hill JB ina ditch
I smoke jayrip,D&D, DDK to CMV, i tell ddot get them bucks
We gon blow like TNT
Catch C BLU his life is really mine
Y'all mad jayrip Ina sky
Nas ebk he a whole d**k ride-

{verse 2: DD osama}
Don't forget about lil rah rah in dat cab
On bro that sh*t made a slap
Ayy lil notti gang throwin shots at the gas
Spin back play this all back-

{verse 3: jayklickin}
On my feet,ima creep tryna catch me a toll, put him right to sleep
Who dat?, let me see, ima flock at they head, if he throw up the 3
Like how many dead in my spliff for lil n*ggas that throw up the GZ
And im droppin a foul, tryna click at the mac, and its f*ck fat boy, b*tch im smokin JB
Im smokin jb lil'scotty,so im burn,im bent thru the sav gon'shoot up they church
F*ck 8 o,i got at da work,when i cash lil lucky ,put him on his shirt
Told my brothers ill stand up forever
Say tech,cuz they rap the best of the worse
N we mixin 13 with the nazi, they light up the best, and they shoot just like a fire work
So you better perform,N*gga f*ck these bills got me question rollin up his moms
Im a house on the product the sun ,kno a couple of opps who ran a marathon
Lets get back to the real sh*t, N*gga late got caught turnin through his laundry, now we back to the real sh*t and i bet KRG gon get put in the molly -
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See a gunna im dumpin' the clip
Sha gz you a b*tch stop runnin ya lips, talk on notti you eatin his clip
N*gga yus you a bummy,you still rock fake drip
Cash app still broke a bummy, ya'll wore the same clothes, don't f*ck with the bunnies
Told lil bro name me a track
Ima spin thru the eight yeah, that sh*t gon get ugly
And im smokin on so many deads like how the f*ck im not dead
C HII,naz,jayrip,rey rey, like
That the deads that we faced
If i catch me a drill rapper we do him dirty
Yeah, he from da rey i ain't got no worries, \
If you smokin my brother make sure that they buried
( like, grahh-grahh-grahh )
Can't believe they talk on the O,& lost so much bros for droppin the O
Like
MS,Leroy,Gotti, dead, all my n*ggas keep one in the head
I can't go out like ramon, n*gga died in the V
Sixteen he dead on my spleen
N*gga talkin on notti lost half of their team
Even his dad outside gettin beat-

{ Outro: DD osama & Blockwork}
We gon spin thru the sev,with like two or three chops
Flock at a flocka, his body gon drop
And we go to the rey tryna find C BLU
Catch melly im lettin it boom
Boom back at the Kelly he movin funny get shot in your belly
( gang- gang )
I can't wait till i catch me a gunna
Two or three shots go right thru they ribs
How you let n*ggas f*ck your b*tch
(reyweyk all that sh*t to my d**k,)
You say you a steppa you won't do the step
Come to the hill we gon see who's next
Die 5's die 4's die 2's, i see a opp ima up it and boom (b*tch)
5th to the sev they both gon die
Flock & the flock got sent to the sky
(like lay-)Embed

• Release Date: January 11, 2023
• Artist: DD Osama