What You Wanna Do? - (Remix)

[Intro: Notti Osama & Narlo]
Grrah, grrah, gang-gang (grrah, grrah, boom, bitch)
(APT)
(Grrah, APT, grrah, gang gang, bitch)
OYOGz, (grrah, gang gang gang)
Grrah, grrah, grrah (Narlo)
Twenty first century schizoid man
(Gang-gang)

[Chorus: Notti Osama]
He threw up Trendy, his ass got killed
Like, fuck it, let's go on a drill
Yo, gang, I just popped me a pill
Lil' nigga, I been in the field
Like, bitch, I'm a O that always move tact'
Got a 9 that's under my back
They be sayin', "Why Notti act bad?"
'Cause niggas be cap in they rap

[Post-Chorus: Notti Osama]
Like, half of y'all niggas is fool
C Blu be talkin' like he really boom
Tdot, you boomin' at who?
But everything dead, I ain't wanna hear rues, nigga
Say you smokin' on who?
Hol' on, let me call up my Goons
Pull up, I line one like I'm in the Navy
This choppa is never on safety
Twenty first century schizoid man

[Verse 1: Narlo]
Pull up, I'm smoking on GD
Everything dead, why don't they free me?
White ass kid, wearing these VV's
How many I got, I got three three
Hop out the whip, I lost my CC's
Out the stu, burning them yeezy's
APT, we makin' the moves
E4N, he was hitting the groove
Like, I gotta aprove
APT, no splits, remove
Aye, aye, get it back
Only a teen, smokin' a pack
IRE, I was running a track
Run-Running my mouth I cannot relax

[Verse 2: Notti Osama]
They keep sayin' like "OY this, but OY that"
But oura mans got put in the sky
You OYK? Can't wait 'till I catch you
He mad 'cause we smokin' his mans
Fuck Jay Blu, I dare you to spin with that nigga
Told DD to empty his clip
Now I know lil' Dick can't wait til bro come home, I bet that nigga still get hit
Kay Kay what? Kay Flock to my dick
His mans got hit and didn't do shit
Nothin' to say, scream "DOA", put a hole in his face
But it's two DOA niggas, y'all not OYK, lil' nigga
JayRip got smoked, should've got out the way
Grrah, grrah, gang-gang

[Chorus: Notti Osama]
He threw up Trendy, his ass got killed
Like, fuck it, let's go on a drill
Yo, gang, I just popped me a pill
Lil' nigga, I been in the field
Like, bitch, I'm a O that always move tact'
Got a 9 that's under my back
They be sayin', "Why Notti act bad?"
'Cause niggas be cap in they rap, hol' on

[Verse 3: Narlo]
Damn, we spinnin' the whip?
Nike tech, money on drip
Spittin' these bars no time for a skip
Shouting like "don't run, don't trip"
Wait, he's scared of the grip?
Tss, shawty, pull up your zip (boobs)
Yeah, I think she done, aye, she better not quit
Like, show us some respect
APT, we runnin', correct?
Yeah, I gotta reflect
Pull up to a show gotta show em' who's best
Grrah, grrah

[Chorus: Notti Osama]
He threw up Trendy, his ass got killed
Like, fuck it, let's go on a drill
Yo, gang, I just popped me a pill
Lil' nigga, I been in the field
Like, bitch, I'm a O that always move tact'
Got a 9 that's under my back
They be sayin', "Why Notti act bad?"
'Cause niggas be cap in they rap

[Post-Chorus: Notti Osama]
Like, half of y'all niggas is fool
C Blu be talkin' like he really boom
Tdot, you boomin' at who?
But everything dead, I ain't wanna hear rues, nigga
Say you smokin' on who?
Hol' on, let me call up my Goons
Pull up, I line one like I'm in the Navy
This choppa is never on safety
Grrah, grab , grrah, gang gang

[Outro:Notti Osama, Narlo & Kanye West]
APT, APT
Grrah grrah, grrah
Gang, gang, gang, (Narlo)
Twenty first century schizoid man