Evil Song lyrics

[Intro: DD Osama & Shoebox Baby]
OY (Grrah, bang)
Like (O'Block, OY, O'Block)
You know what the f*ck it is, man
The future, man (Go, go)
Grrah, bang, grrah (Go, go)
Grrah, bang (Go)
Huh? What? Come on
Yeah, slatt, slatt, it's 'Box (OY, O'Block)
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, come on (OY, O block, you heard?)
Yeah, slatt, it's 'Box, come on

[Chorus: DD Osama & Shoebox Baby]
b*tch, we on that and we in a 'Raq
O'Block, OY, catch this K, get clapped (Baow, baow)
I'm still with this that could get you whacked
And I stay on that sh*t, GBG in the back (Boom, boom)
Like, box with me, but he ain't gon' box (At all)
I told bro bend blocks, throw shots
And if he tell me that he want you dead (Like)
On my mother, everybody shot (Uh-huh, what? Come on, it's 'Box)
We put belt on all the opps, treat they ass like Uncle Willie kids
Mama told me, "Stay up out the streets, you gon' be rеally big"
Glocks the only handguns that I like, so keep your silly SIG
Name a rappеr thirty plus and still ain't make it, Billy is
[Verse 1: Shoebox Baby]
Damn, that sh*t reek, n*gga (Yep)
Can't name a b*tch I ain't hit, if I ain't hit, bet Gleesh hit her (Gleesh)
On the road, me and my bros with some freak hoes in three Sprinters
b*tch said she want lobster, told that b*tch she gettin' a cheap dinner (No, no, McDonald's)

[Verse 2: DD Osama]
'Cause they talkin' 'bout Notti, they shot
Lil Lay had died 'cause he tried to box
Oh, they started a bop? Big EBK, we makin' it hot
Call up my ooter, he shot after shot
On the bike, it was me and Ddot
Like, all of the dissin' gotta f*ckin' stop
But y'all said it, so y'all gotta drop
b*tch I'm Oz, what y'all wanna do?
I got a gun, I bet I make a move
Free MoveLook, bro stuck on the rock (Free bro)
I told Quan, I'ma go up to the top
Like, he get shot if he's talkin' on Notti (Baow, baow)
Bend blocks, throw shots, he dotty
Nazzy, Rippy, JB, Bobby
Oh my God, what happened to Lotti?

[Verse 3: Shoebox Baby]
I ain't gon' lie, this ain't no diss track, this a evil-ass song (No)
He was screamin' out, "Oh no" when they found his mans gone (Ah)
I was laughin' to the floor, I listened to V. Roy ass song (Von)
He ain't even 4K Trey, but, sh*t, he caught a headstone (Come here, come here)
[Chorus: DD Osama & Shoebox Baby]
b*tch, we on that and we in a 'Raq
O'Block, OY, catch this K, get clapped (Baow, baow)
I'm still with this that could get you whacked
And I stay on that sh*t, GBG in the back (O'Block)
Like, box with me, but he ain't gon' box (At all)
I told bro bend blocks, throw shots
And if he tell me that he want you dead (Like)
On my mother, everybody shot
We put belt on all the opps, treat they ass like Uncle Willie kids (O'Block, yeah, come on)
Mama told me, "Stay up out the streets, you gon' be really big"
Glocks the only handguns that I like, so keep your silly SIG (Boom)
Name a rapper thirty plus and still ain't make it, Billy is

[Verse 4: DD Osama]
We be bendin' through the opps, even the opps know (Bro)
And I heard lil' pus*y ass got shot, took on a hop though (Took on a hop though)
And I know they dissin' on the guys, well, sh*t, they not though (Damn)
But it's cool, I spin to they side and catch a hot one, grrah, bang

[Outro: Shoebox Baby]
Yeah, what lil' bro said, b*tch