OT with DT lyrics

[Intro]
DT! O-OT wit' him
You ready? (RATCHET)
We gon’ pull up on yo' block, (Then what bro?)
Hit the bricks, (Then what?) skrt off fast on yo' ass

[Hook]

Pull up on yo’ block
Hit the bricks, skrt off fast okay
Then I do the dash, they thinking I'm finna crash
Riding with the Glock, hand c*cked no Danny Glova
One in the head for a stupid mothaf*cka'

[Verse 1: Ratchet Roach]
Two pounds in the back
f*ck a cop, Drum rock
Tell my teacher eat a di*k
b*tch I got a dumb knot
Spin the block like donut
Beat [?] , go nuts
Lil' bro got rich off the block
I'm slinging door dust
Must not f*cking know us
OT wit' DT, (Okay)
Sippin' lean like Lipton
Outfit wet like Fiji
Fresh ass hell, just had a shootout last week
With them opey ass n*ggas that down the skreet


[Hook]

Pull up on yo' block
Hit the bricks, skrt off fast okay
Then I do the dash, they thinking I’m finna crash
Riding with the Glock, hand c*cked no Danny Glova
One in the head for a stupid mothaf*cka’


[Verse 2: Danny Towers]
First off, f*ck a b*tch, f*ck a n*gga
We gon' do him dirty
Say he lookin’ for me, we gon' do him early
Thick b*tch wit' me, keep a Glock in a Burken
Flexxin' for the gram whole time a n*gga hurtin’
Riding with the five, b*tch I keep that rich stick on me
Really want to be me, but these n*ggas ain't got sh*t on me
Hit up Johnny Dang for the chain, then I p*ssed on it
I rap what I'm living, I guess you ain't get the gist homie

[Hook]

Pull up on yo' block
Hit the bricks, skrt off fast okay
Then I do the dash, they thinking I'm finna crash
Riding with the Glock, hand c*cked no Danny Glova
One in the head for a stupid mothaf*cka'