OYK lyrics

[Intro: Ndotspinalot]
Like, every O shot
E4Dev
Like, I do it for Keys, like
(You're gonna end up dead too)
Every opp shot, suck my di*k
It's that Ndot n*gga, you heard?
Every opp shot

[Verse 1: Ndotspinalot]
Poke on they ave', they never outside
Tried to call but he always decline
Green beam on my knock, gettin' shots to your spine
Like, free RPT, on the rock doin' time
Twenty pack in my hand, other ten in my pocket
Got the knock in my sock so don't try sh*t
Chat on the 'Gram but never come flock sh*t
How I'ma lack if I tote on a rocket?
Hold on, wait, don't click 'til they closе
f*ck the opps, we ain't showin' remorsе
Talkin' on Keys, we gon' slide to they porch
If they not on they block we gon' run to they door
b*tch I do it for Dev, for bro I ain't playin'
n*ggas chat, I don't care what they sayin'
Slide on they block but I know where they layin'
At the end, it got worse situations
[Verse 2: Baby Muddy]
Yo, Ndot, why these n*ggas on my di*k?
Then this baby nine hit 'em, put 'em in a spliff
f*ck Lil' Jacob, he died with his grip
Heard he droppin' my set, no remorse, I'ma click
5th to the Sev, all that sh*t to my di*k
If I catch me a rapper, n*gga, he a spliff
Get the dropper, n*gga, he a lick
If that b*tch jack the opps, she get smacked with the grip
What the f*ck is a Udot? n*gga be on di*k
If I see him in traffic, I'ma let it flick
.45 gon' hit 'em, watch his body flip
DJ Bin Buggin totin' on that sh*t
Accuracy aim, f*ck a beam on a grip
Why he runnin' and duckin'? I ain't even flick
Bad lil' b*tch, love how she do di*k
She gon' eat me again, then she gotta dip

[Verse 3: DJ Bin Buggin, Ndotspinalot, Baby Muddy]
Why the f*ck you keep dissin' my block?
We still creep through the back, tryna let it flock
Ndot my brother, for him you get shot
Word to bro, I ain't tossin' my knock
Tell bro TP, I'ma clear the block
Heard boy got shot and took it on the hop
b*tch I'm DJ Bin Buggin, totin' on the knocks
If that b*tch tryna line me she gon' catch a shot
Baby Muddy dumpin' near the cops
Tryna push up on me you get hit in your top
I ain't gon' lie, y'all got me on hots
Y'all keep rappin' and talkin' what y'all really not
Edotty gon' hop out, hit you in your top
Boy got shot, then dropped
If that was me, woulda ducked every shot
Word to bro, we done smoked them alot
Like, hold on, Notti shoulda had his chop
Like, damn, E with the Dot got shot
Couple n*ggas ain't playin' they block
Man f*ck DudeyLo, we still smokin' his pops