ON HOTS lyrics

[Intro: DD Osama]
Grrah, grrah, like
Smokin' on mad Lay, mad Lay, mad Lay
Mad Lay, mad Lay, mad Lay, like
Lay, get the f*ck up
Like, tell that n*gga, "Get up"
b*tch, what the f*ck?
Everything—
Smokin' on Lay, b*tch

[Chorus: DD Osama & HoodStarDotty]
Ayo, Dotty, now I'm on hots
f*ck all the opps, half of them got shot (Grraow, bang)
I got money, I don't gotta beg (Like)
Put the bag to his head, how he go with his friend? (Baow, baow)
Why the f*ck n*ggas say I don't flock?
I'ma spin through the Sev, tryna make somethin' drop (On bro)
C-HII, he got lined by a thot (Yes)
I'm high 'cause he in a box (Ah)

[Verse 1: HoodStarDotty & DD Osama]
Ayo D, let me know what's the word
Tryna bend on the opps, put 'em on a shirt
Two deep, man, we goin' berserk
If he chasin' lil' Notti I'ma leaving 'em hurt (Every opp shot)
Try to reach, but I'm uppin it first
b*tch, I'm rеally a demon, don't care, I'm too hurt (Grrah, grrah)
Got the chops on mе, I got a 3rd (Like)
Ayo, DD, go to work (Baow)
[Verse 2: DD Osama]
Okay, let's play
When we spin through they side, yellin' "Whoopty"
If they say it back, we aimin' at kufis
Put the beam to his head, he a goofy (On bro)
b*tches be f*ckin' for money, they lose me (Like, like)
Me and Dotty two deep with a Uzi, like (Grrah)
And you know we don't play
We see the opps, they start runnin' away

[Verse 3: HoodStarDotty & DD Osama]
Lil' Shizzy a di*k, shot himself in the face
And if Ds on our ass, man, we doin' the race
I told Klickin to get 'em, I bet he gon' spray (Baow, baow)
They was talkin' on Notti, we smokin' on Lay
Where the f*ck lil' Ta'? We bendin' the K (Like?)
And I bet you get hit if you reach for my chain
n*ggas suckin' my di*k and they sayin' my name (He said)
I be missin' the bros and for them I'ma flame (Every opp shot, ah)

[Verse 4: DD Osama]
And I'm smokin' on Lay
He get the shot if he jack from the Gates (Lay-Lay)
f*ck lil' Rah, he got hit in his brain
I'm smokin' that n*gga, so shootin' today (Rah-Rah)
I'ma talk my sh*t 'cause these n*ggas is pus*y and really be popped
How the f*ck you my opp, and you never threw shots?
n*ggas know I'm a star in the V with a knock, like (Grraow, bang)
[Bridge: DD Osama]
Ayo, Dotty, get on hots
What's the word? We gon' bend on the Flocks
Two deep, two chops, he flock, I flock (Like)
And I'm throwin' for Notti, for 'Dotty, get shot (Every opp shot)

[Verse 5: DD Osama]
Jay EK, all in my spliff (Like)
Nazzy dead, he restin' in p*ss (Nazzy)
So much deads, could put in a list
Why they mention lil' Notti? They mans in a spliff

[Verse 6: HoodStarDotty & DD Osama]
I'ma talk my sh*t 'cause these n*ggas keep jackin' my di*k and they don't put in pain (At all)
Why the f*ck they keep mentionin' bro? Me and Bris two deep, tryna let it bang (Baow, baow)
I ain't sayin' no names in this track, if he run into me, then we make him a strain (Like)
n*ggas know I'm the heart of this sh*t, I'm the youngest in charge
Give a f*ck 'bout the fame (On bro)

[Chorus: DD Osama]
Ayo, Dotty, now I'm on hots (Damn)
f*ck all the opps, half of them got shot (Baow)
I got money, I don't gotta beg (Baow)
Put the bag to his head, how he go with his friend? (Every opp shot)
Why the f*ck n*ggas say that I don't flock?
I'ma spin through the Sev, tryna make somethin' drop (Like)
C-HII, he got lined by a thot (Like)
I'm high 'cause he in a box
[Outro: DD Osama]
Grrah, grrah
Every opp shot, n*gga
Suck my di*k, n*gga
Smokin' on mad Lay, mad Lay, like
Mad Lay
You wanna lay with 'em?