letra de booming (mixed by tydot) - notti osama
[intro]
(ayo, double, you k!lled that, on foenem grave)
oyogz, grrah, grrah, gang, gang
m row
(ayy, wise, where you at?)
gang, gang, b-tch
[chorus: notti osama]
like, 5th to the sev never did a thing
oh, you link with the opps? let it flame (grrah)
83 the dev’ got accuracy aim
yus gz got shot, should’ve had a— (shh)
like, f-ck it, we gon’ up it
catch tg, yeah, i’m dumpin’ in public (grrah, grrah)
know a opp that got poked in his stomach (stomach)
kay kay a b-tch, he got 4 n-ggas spliffed
how many n-ggas gon’ die on they trip?
can’t forget rah died in that whip (rah rah)
and i’m smokin on rippy, got hit then tripped
try to run, i’mma cl!ck on his mans (grrah)
dougie got shot and he still wanna dance
sha gz, you a kid and you ran on ya mans!
[verse: m row & notti osama]
any block, it was lit where we always had victims
three opps died, lost bro to the system
he duckin’ his head, i was mad that i missеd him
maneuver, i know he mad that i blitzеd him
f-cked the opp n-gga b-tch, then she went back and kissed him
i’m keepin’ sh-t p ’cause i dead could’ve dissed him
lil’— shh, got shot, then hopped, n-gga swissed him
i still can’t believe to this day we ain’t spliff him
lil’ jay, why you troll me all over that live? (word)
better ask what i did to b-rose
can’t wait ’til the day that i see jay5ive
used to be on my block ridin’ ’round with fake poles
i won’t even lie, used to be on they side
it get heavy, it get messy
try to run up, hit him and his bestie (grrah, grrah, boom)
spin the 8 and we lookin’ for nesty (i’m what?)
i spot ’em, i got ’em, send him to his bestie
(spin the 8 and we lookin’ for nesty)
he got shot in his back, he tripped on cement
he ain’t die, it wasn’t meant
all that sh-t that y’all say in y’all tracks, it don’t matter
we drenchin’ y’all whip, windows shattered
check the citizen app, i just made n-ggas scatter
i really get active, don’t care for the chatter
brown skin b-tch let me beat up her bladder
she think her ass gettin’ fatter (grrah)
[chorus: notti osama]
like, 5th to the sev never did a thing
oh, you link with the opps? let it flame (grrah)
83 the dev’ got accuracy aim
yus gz got shot, should’ve had a— (shh)
like, f-ck it, we gon’ up it
catch tg, yeah, i’m dumpin’ in public (grrah, grrah)
know a opp that got poked in his stomach (stomach)
kay kay a b-tch, he got 4 n-ggas spliffed
how many n-ggas gon’ die on they trip?
can’t forget rah died in that whip (rah rah)
and i’m smokin on rippy, got hit then tripped
try to run, i’mma cl!ck on his mans (grrah)
dougie got shot and he still wanna dance
sha gz, you a kid and you ran on ya mans!
[outro: m row]
this not a diss, i’mma make this a message
i thought about you for the session
always gon thank you that sh-t was a lesson
you blocked me before i could say this confession
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