Evil Twins Pt. 2

[Intro: Notti Osama & SugarHill Ddot]
Grrah, shh
Every opp shot
Osama shit, suck my dick (Grrah), nigga
Grrah, grrah, boom
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
It's that lil' Ddot nigga (Gkay on the track, OY)
(Like, he wanna think, nigga)
Nigga, suck my dick
Every opp shot, like
Niggas know the vibes, grrah, grrah, boom, OY (It's that Ddot nigga)

[Chorus: Notti Osama]
Yo, Ddot, just move, I'ma up it and click at his crew (Grrah, grrah)
Scream, "RPT," you get put on the news
No Flockas allowed, bullets flock to them too (DOAK)
And y'all niggas keep dissin' on OY, that's why MS and Lotti have both died (Lotti)

[Verse 1: Notti Osama]
Don't run, don't trip, like
Scream, "DOA," DD, pass me the grip (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Yeah, I fuck with some Makks, I fuck with some Trendys
But the DOA niggas is deady (DOAK)
He tried to run up, got hit with my lefty
Talk on bro, nigga, it get deadly

[Verse 2: SugarHill Ddot]
It's lil' Ddot, you know how I'm comin'
Catch me an opp, yeah, I'm dumpin' in public (Grrah, grrah)
He get shot if he yell out, "What's gunnin'?"
Spin through the opps, niggas know how we comin' (Grrah, grrah)
Lil Curt got shot in his facе (Face shot)
And Matt got spliffed for the day (Matt Sav)
Whеn I bend, you know I don't play
See me a Flocka, you know I'ma spray (Every Flocka shot)
Yeah, they think 'cause I'm young
When I see him, he know that I'm really gon' dump
How they talkin' on bro, but they never did nothin'?
Big chop, you know I'ma up it (Grrah, grrah, grrah)

[Verse 3: Notti Osama & SugarHill Ddot]
Bando a dick, that boy got shot
Nigga stay in the Ts, don't come to my block
See a opp, we gon' blast him, clap him
Try to run up, you get turned into ashes (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Me and Notti like Curry and Klay
Try to run up, you get shot in your face (Boom)
On the block, yeah, I'm totin' on Kelly
If shit gettin' heavy, get shot in your belly (Grrah)
Smokin' JB, got left by the deli (JB)
Niggas know how we really be comin'
Drop the O, you get shot in your muffin
Smokin' on Lotti, that boy got me bussin' (OY or no Y)

[Verse 4: Notti Osama & SugarHill Ddot]
If he jack DOA, I'ma add a K (DOAK)
Told my 'ooter to slide, came right away (Grrah)
Got a .9 on my side, so pray today (Shh)
I'm with gang to spin any day (Any day)
Drop the O, put a O in your fuckin' face
Ddot with me and you know he won't hesitate
JB tried to run, but the fat nigga tripped
Smokin' on Nazzy, mix it with the 'Rip
Rah-Rah had died in the back of the whip (Rah-Rah)
Please don't say, "Don't run, don't trip"
'Cause they know my bop, I ain't runnin' from shit
If I call up DD, you know he gon' blitz (Grrah, grrah)
See a opp, he get blicked through the sweater (Grrah)
Notti, he with me, you know he won't let up
Me and bro two deep in the spot, you try to run up, then we makin' it hot

[Chorus: Notti Osama & SugarHill Ddot]
Yo, Ddot, just move, I'ma up it and click at his crew (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Scream, "RPT," you get put on the news (RPTK)
No Flockas allowed, bullets flock to them too (Every Flocka shot)
And y'all niggas keep dissin' on OY, that's why MS and Lotti have both died (Lotti)

[Outro: Notti Osama & SugarHill Ddot]
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, nigga, suck my dick
It's that Notti Osama nigga
Niggas know how we rockin', man
Every opp shot, man
Suck my dick, nigga
Give a fuck what you jackin', nigga

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