Notti Boppin Lyrics – Yus Gz
Singer: Yus Gz
Title: Notti Boppin
Like, baow-baow-baow
Like, every opp shot, like
Lowkeymali, what’s the word?
Notti got poked and he still in my—
Mm, nah, turn it up, Young Madz
Notti got poked and he still in my— (And he dead)
Like, ahh
Pop out the gun, tryna turn ’em to toast (Like, what?)
New opp, heard he died by that poke (Grrah-grrah)
Like, on the train, next stop is the O
Notti Boppin’, they askin’ me, who do I smoke? (Who do I smoke?)
PTSD, I like clutchin’ on poles (Grrah-grrah)
See (Shh), wit’ the beam, leave ’em dead in the snow (In the snow)
Like, tried to run, but he couldn’t get low
Like, tried to up, but he couldn’t even blow (Baow-baow)
Notti, Country, Smelly, Bobby
Every Osama I see, I’ma throw (I’ma throw)
Roscoe Da G, gotta cross out the O
Oh, that’s E wit’ the dot? Put a hole in his throat, like (Grrah-grrah)
New drop, now they bop just smoke
He got poked in his belly, thinkin’ sh#t a joke, like (Grrah-grrah, ahh)
And he dead, run ’em over, lil’ brodie gon’ throw it up close, like
Throwin’ shot after shot (Grrah-grrah)
Like, how many n#gg#s gon’ talk on that block? (Baow-baow-baow)
Like, 40K, them n#gg#s movin’ wock’
Like, Jdotty be fiendin’ to clear the whole block (Don’t run, baow-baow-baow)
f#ck a stepper, we stompin’ when my n#gg#s flock (Grrah, grrah)
Bro roll down the window, there go the opps (Baow-baow, ah)
They on my block, all they heard was, “Grrah” (Grrah)
Big EBS, everybody shot (Everybody shot)
Like, Mr. Boom-At-A-Thot (Like)
Like, I’m Mr. Boom-At-A-Bop (Baow-baow-baow)
Like, I’m with Scottie2Hottie, she hot (She hot)
I do sh#t on my dolo, I don’t need a block (I don’t need a block)
I hit a bunny, that sh#t movin’ wock’ (Like)
Hollow tips got a turn, they twistin’ to drop (Baow-baow)
Like, move tact, get a shot (Grrah)
Pop out the cut, I’m like, “Who tryna box” (Like, who tryna box?)
That n#gg# dead, now his big bro poppin’ (Body dead)
f#ck 13, 14 rockin’
We on that block and we 14 boppin’
I told brodie, “Keep pokin’, don’t stop” (Don’t stop)
We the opps, we get it poppin’ (We the opps)
How you 43rdK? n#gg#, stop it (Stop it)
Why they talkin’ ’bout they Lotti boppin’? (Baow-baow)
Notti just died, now this lil’ n#gg# poppin’ (Notti)
Left hand out, clutch on a big
After that, put that sh#t to the spliff (To the spliff)
Keep flickin’, keep flickin’ (Grrah, grrah)
Notti got poked, he got sent to the ditch (And he dead)
Left hand out, clutch on a big (Like)
After that, put that sh#t to the spliff (Baow-baow-baow)
Keep flickin’, keep flickin’
Notti got poked, he got sent to the ditch (Notti)
Pop out the gun, tryna turn ’em to toast (Like, what?)
New opp, heard he died by that poke (Grrah-grrah)
Like, on the train, next stop is the O
Notti Boppin’, they askin’ me, who do I smoke? (Who do I smoke?)
PTSD, I like clutchin’ on poles (Grrah-grrah)
See (Shh), wit’ the beam, leave ’em dead in the snow (In the snow)
Like, tried to run, but he couldn’t get low
Like, tried to up, but he couldn’t even blow (Baow-baow)
Notti, Country, Smelly, Bobby
Every Osama I see, I’ma throw (I’ma throw)
Roscoe Da G, gotta cross out the O
Oh, that’s E wit’ the dot? Put a hole in his throat, like (Grrah-grrah)
New drop, now they bop just smoke
He got poked in his belly, thinkin’ sh#t a joke, like (Grrah-grrah, ahh)
And he dead, run ’em over, lil’ brodie gon’ throw it up close, like
Like, suck my dick, ahh
Grrah, like, baow-baow-baow
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