"Deadly" lyrics
"Deadly"
(feat. DD Osama)
Every opp shot
Grrah, grrah, smokin' all deads
Like, what?
Every opp shot
Smokin' all dead's
(Like, what)
Every opp shot
Ayo, DD, pass me the knocks
Got you, my heart (Grah, grah)
(Niggas know what's going on)
Osama shit nigga, uhhhh huhhh
Smoking all dead's, yo, Notti, my heart
(Grah, grah, grah, grah, grah)
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 what? All that shit to my dick
You got caught in a store, you was panicking bitch
Can't forget your man's got slapped with the grip
Yo, Kenzo, your brother is dead in my spliff
Yo, Notti, can't forget lil' Rah got left in the whip
It get low when we spin
Don't got a gun you get [?] with the miss
[?] with the grip
Roscoe got a grip [?] and he'll boom you bitch
Grah, grah, boom
Grah, grah (Boom)
Like, suck my dick
Ayo, 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 thinkin' and shit
How the fuck did Lotti had trip?
Lil boy got poked, he was stomped on and shit
How the fuck did Lotti had trip?
Lil boy got poked, he was stomped on and shit (Like, Hol' on)
I lived where the opps live, ask a broke bitch
I ain't never got touched
Me and Notti two deep, cause we don't give a fuck
The knocks in his coat, I tell him to up
Like, Notti, he geek, he might do it for fun
Catch 'em lil 300s, we makin' 'em run (Grah, grah, grah)
Catch 'em lil 300s, we makin' 'em—
JayRip got put on a chain, three opps got hit in one week
Ty Swish, Rippy, (Rippy), but Rah Rah got shot 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)
Yo, 5th, get off dick
Why the fuck y'all always say the Hill?
Catch TG, turn him to a pill, fuck a spliff, fuck a deal
Imma do it on my own, and I'm clutchin' my steel (Grah, grah)
Imma do it on my—
And I'm clutchin' my—
Imma do it on my own and I'm clutching my steel
Kenzo B, fuck JB, he got put on a tee
When I spin through the 5th Imma do it to you
Send you up to your brother, big chop gon' boom
It's gon' shake up the room
Make you chill like the moon
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)
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 the internet cappin'
Grab a gun, and come nigga, make some action
RPTK, yeah, them niggas be actin'
Catch Tdot, make 'em do a backflip (Hol' on)
Catch Tdot, make 'em do a backflip
It's OY, or no Y, hop out, we been blitzing for both sides
Catch a opp, bitch, I'm leaving him dizzy
Throw up the Trendy, send three to his kidney
Like, 5th to the what? all that shit to my dick
You got caught in a store, you was panicking bitch
Can't forget your man's got slapped with the grip
Yo, Kenzo, your brother is dead in my spliff
Thanks to Amir Sadiki for correcting these lyrics.
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