"ENOTTI" lyrics
JPerry on the track
Grrah, like
It's that Sha Gz nigga
Like, niggas know what I do, I don't gotta say shit (What? Like)
Like, every grid, if it's up then it's lit (Don't run, don't trip)
Dougie got shot, now he shakin' his hips (Like, grrah-grrah)
Smokin' E with' the dot, that's a O in the zip (Like, suck my dick)
Last opp got flocked (Like, hold on), no whip (Like, Edot)
He tried to run, but he tripped (Like, hold on)
We gon' spin through the Sev, tryna up, get 'em clicked (Like)
Like, if he make a wrong move, I'ma up with the stick (Don't run, don't trip, like)
Like, oh my God, what happened to Notti? (Like, what?)
Fuck Bobby, fuck Dotty (Like, oh my God)
Fuck Yellow, fuck Nazzy (Like, what? Like, what?)
Fuck Blay, fuck Cobbie (Dotty)
Fuck Benji, fuck Jacob (Dotty)
Fuck Ray, th-them niggas dead (Cobbie)
Yeah, I'm hype when I mention they mans (Suck my dick), they get tight (Like, DOA-K)
Grrah, like (Baow)
Like (Baow-baow)
Everything dead, nigga, every O shot (Like, baow)
That nigga mad 'cause I'm smokin' his pops (Pops shot)
Like, I'm on the Sev, where the Flocks? (OY-K)
Notti got poked on the train, no chop (Flock at the Flocks)
Like, what the fuck? Ya'll niggas really not on hots
He got stabbed in his chest, where the fuck was your knocks? (Like, hold on)
Like, hold on, Edot boppin', Notti boppin' (Like, what?)
Catch a O, we go-we gon' drop him (Like)
Spin through the Hill, tryna up it and flock him (Baow-baow)
Keem got shot and he don't know who shot him (Like, grrah-grrah)
Smokin' Noah, I heard they hopped him (Like, what?)
Fuck C-HII, I heard they popped him (No-Noah)
Like, bitch, I'm a demon who really gon' stop him? (Like, hold on)
Backdoor open, you better just lock it (Grrah)
Give a fuck if I'm rich (Like)
I'll never stress 'bout a bitch, I don't care 'bout none of that shit (None of that shit)
Notti boppin', punchin' my hips (Grrah-grrah)
Ray, deady, all of that shit (Boom, all of that shit)
Walk up, I'm really takin' that risk (Baow, baow)
Throw the beam on, I'm dumpin' all of that shit (Baow-baow-baow)
Tryna spin early mornin' and shit (Baow-baow, grrah)
If the opps come, I'm gettin' all of 'em hit (Baow-baow)
Grrah, like
Suck my dick
Grrah, like
It's that Sha Gz nigga
Like, niggas know what I do, I don't gotta say shit (What? Like)
Like, every grid, if it's up then it's lit (Don't run, don't trip)
Dougie got shot, now he shakin' his hips (Like, grrah-grrah)
Smokin' E with' the dot, that's a O in the zip (Like, suck my dick)
Last opp got flocked (Like, hold on), no whip (Like, Edot)
He tried to run, but he tripped (Like, hold on)
We gon' spin through the Sev, tryna up, get 'em clicked (Like)
Like, if he make a wrong move, I'ma up with the stick (Don't run, don't trip, like)
Like, oh my God, what happened to Notti? (Like, what?)
Fuck Bobby, fuck Dotty (Like, oh my God)
Fuck Yellow, fuck Nazzy (Like, what? Like, what?)
Fuck Blay, fuck Cobbie (Dotty)
Fuck Benji, fuck Jacob (Dotty)
Fuck Ray, th-them niggas dead (Cobbie)
Yeah, I'm hype when I mention they mans (Suck my dick), they get tight (Like, DOA-K)
Grrah, like (Baow)
Like (Baow-baow)
Everything dead, nigga, every O shot (Like, baow)
That nigga mad 'cause I'm smokin' his pops (Pops shot)
Like, I'm on the Sev, where the Flocks? (OY-K)
Notti got poked on the train, no chop (Flock at the Flocks)
Like, what the fuck? Ya'll niggas really not on hots
He got stabbed in his chest, where the fuck was your knocks? (Like, hold on)
Like, hold on, Edot boppin', Notti boppin' (Like, what?)
Catch a O, we go-we gon' drop him (Like)
Spin through the Hill, tryna up it and flock him (Baow-baow)
Keem got shot and he don't know who shot him (Like, grrah-grrah)
Smokin' Noah, I heard they hopped him (Like, what?)
Fuck C-HII, I heard they popped him (No-Noah)
Like, bitch, I'm a demon who really gon' stop him? (Like, hold on)
Backdoor open, you better just lock it (Grrah)
Give a fuck if I'm rich (Like)
I'll never stress 'bout a bitch, I don't care 'bout none of that shit (None of that shit)
Notti boppin', punchin' my hips (Grrah-grrah)
Ray, deady, all of that shit (Boom, all of that shit)
Walk up, I'm really takin' that risk (Baow, baow)
Throw the beam on, I'm dumpin' all of that shit (Baow-baow-baow)
Tryna spin early mornin' and shit (Baow-baow, grrah)
If the opps come, I'm gettin' all of 'em hit (Baow-baow)
Grrah, like
Suck my dick
Writer(s): Chauncey A. Hollis, Kendrick Lamar Duckworth, Shavar Williams
