On Hots ft. DD Osama & JJ 6IX Lyrics

On Hots ft. DD Osama & JJ 6IX - Notti Osama

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I'm not jackin' that bro

Bro, stop touchin' me bro

Word to my dead, stop- grrah, like

Every opp shot grrah, like, like grrah-grrah

OY-OG, they spin through the eight

See Nesty, aim for his face

Still wit' the 40, i love for the tracey

Started runnin', we clickin'

Been a whole year since Lotti got wacked

RPTK, tell 'em niggas, "Get back"

Say you spinnin' that shit, 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

Citizen what? Put his ass on the app

That's the reason I'm totin' my strap

Niggas be switchin', puttin' on the bag

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 Rippy

Kay wit' the Flock, tryna make him a spliff

Grrah, grrah

Every opp shot, catch a Gunna, he popped

Catch a Flocka, his ass gotta drop

But if I catch a Vato, get beat out his socks

Smokin' JB and I can not stop

Rah Rah kickin', this shit hurt a lot

Me and Notti gon' spin wit' a chop

If the gun jam up, he get beat wit' the knock

Fuck JayRipK, he got sent to the top

Free Flock and send him to Wvttz

Before you was locked

Nazzy died in ya' block

Spin through the two

Got the knocks in my sock

Act like a run, lettin' off shots

Me and DD gon' spin through the 8

Hang over gates and let that shit spray

Rah Rah got hit in his brain

Chii had died, they ain't do a thing

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