Without You ft. Notti Osama Lyrics

Without You ft. Notti Osama - DD Osama

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Without You Lyrics

[Intro: Notti Osama & DD Osama]

Elvis

Grrah, like, what?

Every opp shot

Osama Shit, nigga, gang

Grrah, grrah

Stop tryna—, like, what?

Like, OYO—, like, OYO—

Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom

[Verse 1: Notti Osama]

Better without you, just me and my chrome

I'm like, "Baby just leave me alone" (Grrah-grrah, damn)

Pop out the cut just to see what he on (On bro)

If he move, he get one in his dome (Grrah-grrah, boom)

She act bad, she act boujee (Grrah)

Off the Migos, she shakin' that booty (Booty)

Like shake that, girl

You my ride or die bitch, tryna give you the world (Like, shake that shit)

Is you flockin' for me? (On bro)

Is you ridin' for me? Is you dyin' wit' me? (Damn)

Got some opps I been dyin' to see (Like, grrah-grrah)

Let's take a trip, stop hidin' from me (Word)

Keep it on me, they plottin' on me

Like, everything dead, I ain't coppin' the plea's (Grrah-grrah, boom)

See the opps, I'ma flock at the V

Like, I throw eight, DD flock fifteen (On bro)

[Verse 2: DD Osama & Notti Osama]

Yeah, they say I be thuggin' a lot (Grrah, like, what?)

Yeah, they say I be buggin' a lot (Grrah)

I keep me a chop, can't go out like Rah (Rah Rah)

Learned that when (Shh) got shot (Damn)

And I'm on my bullshit (Like)

2022, I'm 'bout to go stupid (On bro)

Whole gang comin' up

O to the Y, we move ruthless, like (What)

You say you tryna pack you a OY

But you ran on your mans then he died (Lotti)

EFS, while we spin the SevSide

Got a gun on my hip wit' a sight (Grrah-grrah, boom)

Never lack, can't go out like Nazzy

I see a opp, yeah, I'm shootin' like Scottie (Damn)

Notti he wit' me, gon' oot wit' his right (Like, he—)

He spot a opp, he takin' they life (Grrah)

See a Gz I'ma up on my gun (On bro)

Do that hit then go on a run (Grrah-grrah, damn)

DDot don't play, he'll do it for fun (Like, like)

He spot a opp, he makin' them run

[Bridge: DD Osama & Notti Osama]

Grrah, grrah, grrah, every opp shot (Grrah-grrah, boom)

Every opp shot (Like), nigga (Like)

Suck my dick

[Verse: DD Osama & Notti Osama]

We ride four deep in the V

Two O's in the back, one knock each seat (On bro)

Got a bop and she suckin' the team

And it's still free the rock he ain't coppin' the plea (Bitch)

Me and Notti be totin' berettas

If we see a opp, he get poked through the sweater

Grrah, grrah, grrah (Grrah-grrah-grrah)

If we see a opp, he get poked through the sweater

Ayo JJ, actin' kuu with the deuce

He could get shot if he jackin' the Two

Word to my mother, I'ma up it and—

I said word to my mother, I'ma up it and boom

And niggas be chattin' like they make the rules (Like, what?)

Why they rap about shit they ain't do?

Smokin' on Rah, he got hit in his head

Catch Sha, put the beam to his dreads

[Outro: Notti Osama]

Grrah, grrah, like, every opp shot, damn

Suck my dick, like, mm-mm-mmm

Better without you, just me and my chrome

I'm like, "Baby just leave me alone"

Pop out the cut just to see what he on

If he move, he get one in his dome

She act bad, she act boujee

Off the Migos, she shakin' that booty

Like shake that, girl

You my ride or die bitch, tryna give you the world, grrah

Got some opps I been dyin' to see

Let's take a trip, stop hidin' from me

Keep it on me, they plottin' on me