Osama K lyrics

[Intro: TaTa]
Every opp shot
Aah
Like, grrah

[Verse 1: TaTa]
Two deep, it's just me and my blick (Like, damn)
She say I’m a John like Wick (Like, damn)
Lil' n*gga go pick up a gun, n*gga, Notti got poked and DD got lit (Notti, grrah-grrah)
Grrah, who the f*ck is this kid? (24 is the GOAT)
On bro, these n*ggas got me vexed (That's why he’s the GOAT)
n*gga, that dummy got hit in his chest (The GOAT)
That bro tried to run and he went out of breath (b*tch)
I'm like, "Give me the loot, no llama"
Think all these b*tches worried 'bout the commas
Slide through in a all black tech and my knocka gon' show 'em who really Osama
Throw up the W, how can I lose? (Like, damn)
And these n*ggas not tough, they not goons
Deuce-deuce the knocka in my shoes
How you gon' [?] (Like, grrah)

[Verse 2: Kenzo Balla]
It's that n*gga who ready to blitz
Kenzo B, GBG, makin' it lit
Spin through the Lamb’ then I spin through the Mitch, like
I’m tryna up it on a dirty Crip (What?)
Why the f*ck n*ggas keep dissin' the 5th?
[?] like a dog no Vic
Headshot him, watch his body flip
Like, Lotti and Notti both up in my spliff, like (Notti)
And it’s still 41 on my watch (Like, what?) so you know every O gettin' shot
Rayy keep clickin', up it on they block, like
Shot after shot tryna knock off his top, like
n*gga, Notti got poked and he dropped (Like, what?)
Thats for dissing the 5zz and the Flock's (Aah)
Keep on clickin’, don't stop, like
Keep on spinnin', no cops, like (Aah)
Lemme know what the f*ck you gon' do? (f*ck you gon' do?)
You is gon' duck when I run into you (Run into you)
Hop out, 2, 3 shots go kuu (Go kuu)
Smoking on Yellow, mix it with the Lou (The Lou)
I'ma dump, don't move
That boy tried to run, he got shot out his shoes
New opp pack, sh*t shoot (sh*t shoot)
Don't lack, don't snooze, like (Aah)
[Verse 3: Rayy Balla]
Yo, Kenzo, spliff that n*gga
Hang out the window and rip that n*gga
Back out the knocks, we gon' rip that n*gga
You better run and not trip, lil' n*gga
We on the Five with my sticks, lil' n*gga
How many n*ggas got hit, lil' n*gga?
Rah, Mexi got K'd but I'd rather smoke Notti cause that was a b*tch, lil' n*gga
Back out the sitch, I won't miss when I spin through they strip
I'ma just up it and blitz
n*ggas be talking but never on sh*t
Like, too many restin' in p*ss
Like, run down gang, get upped off the hit
Like, that n*gga got left in the whip

[Verse 4: Kyle Richh]
Beef ain't dead till he dead in my spliff (Like, what?)
Like, damn, up that (Notti)
Like, in the party, they know my body
Like, I'm on hots, don't get me a dap
In the spot with a couple of Makks
Itchin' for n*ggas to put in a pack
Like, I got money, they think I'm the man
KR da G, I'm the heart of this sh*t
What, who really started this sh*t?
L-Like EK got shot by a b*tch
Try to move wock, you get shot in your sh*t (Like, what?)
Damn, light up the strip no [?]
Why these pus*y n*ggas on my di*k? (On my di*k)
Too many opps at the top of my list
L-Like damn, Notti did bad, went out on a Metro (Metro)
Ayo, Rayy, sh*t got a kick
sh*t can get sticky if I kick it to Kenzo
N-Need to stay by my side like a pet
b*tch, I'm on feet and I'm lookin' for wreck
Like, we outside like 4zz to the 5zz
Blitz to the front, bro blitz to the side
He think he tough but he ran into tougher
B-Big guns, we gon [?]
N-Notti boppin', do it like this
Like, get lit, put your hands on your hips