Evil Twins, Pt. 2 lyrics

[Intro: Notti Osama & Sugarhill Ddot]
Grrah, shh
Every opp shot
Osama sh*t, suck my di*k, n*gga
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
Grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
It's that lil' Ddot n*gga (Gkay on the track)
OY
(Ayy, J1, that's flames, my bro)
n*gga, suck my di*k
Every opp shot, like
n*ggas know the vibes, grrah, grrah, boom, OY
It's that DD n*gga

[Chorus: Notti Osama]
Yo, Ddot, just move (Grrah)
I'ma up it and click at his crew (Grrah, grrah)
Scream, "RPT," you get put on the news
No Flockas allowed, bullets flock to them too (DOAK)
And y'all n*ggas keep dissin' on OY (OY)
That's why MS and Lotti had both died (Lotti)

[Verse 1: Notti Osama]
Don't run, don't trip, like
Scream, "DOA," DD, pass me the grip (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Yeah, I f*ck with some Makks, I f*ck with some Trendies
But the DOA n*ggas is deady (DOAK)
He tried to run up, got hit with my lefty
Talk on bro, n*gga, it get deadly
[Verse 2: Sugarhill Ddot]
It's lil' Ddot, you know how I'm comin'
Catch me an opp, yeah, I'm dumpin' in public (Grrah, grrah)
He get shot if he yell out, "What's gunnin'?"
Spin through the opps, n*ggas know how we comin' (Grrah, grrah)
Lil Kurt got shot in his face (Facе shot)
And Matt got spliffed for the day (Matt Sav)
When I bеnd, you know I don't play
See me a Flocka, you know I'ma spray (Every Flocka shot)
Yeah, they think 'cause I'm young
When I see him, he know that I'm really gon' dump
How they talkin' on bro but they never did nothin'?
Big chop, you know I'ma up it (Grrah, grrah, grrah)

[Verse 3: Notti Osama & Sugarhill Ddot]
Bando on di*k, that boy got shot
n*gga stay in the T's, they don't come to my block
See an opp, we gon' blast him, clap him
Try to run up, you get turned into ashes (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Me and Notti like Curry and Klay
Try to run up, you get shot in your face (Boom)On the block, yeah, I'm totin' on Kelly
If sh*t gettin' heavy, get shot in your belly (Grrah)
Smokin' JB, got left by the deli (JB)
n*ggas know how we really be comin'
Drop the O, you get shot in your muffin
Smokin' on Lotti, that boy got me bussin' (OY or no Y)
[Verse 4: Notti Osama & Sugarhill Ddot]
If he jack DOA, I'ma add a K (DOAK)
Told my ooter to slide, came right away (Grrah)
Got a 9 on my side, so pray today (Shh)
I'm with gang to spin any day (Any day)
Drop the O, put an O in your f*ckin' face
Ddot with me and you know he won't hesitate
JB tried to run, but the fat n*gga tripped
Smokin' on Nazzy, mix it with the 'Rip
Rah Rah had died in the back of the whip (Rah Rah)
Please don't say, "Don't run, don't trip"
'Cause they know my bop, I ain't runnin' from sh*t
If I call up DD, you know he gon' blitz (Grrah, grrah)
See an opp, he get blicked through the sweater (Grrah)
Notti, he with me, you know he won't let up
Me and bro two deep in the spot
You try to run up, then we makin' it hot

[Chorus: Notti Osama & Sugarhill Ddot]
Yo, Ddot, just move
I'ma up it and click at his crew (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Scream, "RPT," you get put on the news (RPTK)
No Flockas allowed, bullets flock to them too (Every Flocka shot)
And y'all n*ggas keep dissin' on OY (OY)
That's why MS and Lotti had both died (Lotti)
[Outro: Notti Osama & Sugarhill Ddot]
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, n*gga, suck my di*k
It's that Notti Osama n*gga
n*ggas know how we rockin', man
Every opp shot, man
Suck my di*k, n*gga
Give a f*ck who you jackin', n*gga