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bory300 - nottik lyrics

[intro: unknown]
(glah glah boom)
sh+t n+gga i can’t reveal who i am but n+gga d+mn. f+ck notti. oyk. y’know whats up n+gga. glah glah boom n+gga the f+ck. reyway or no way y’know the f+ck is goin’ on ya’ heard. free kay. free dougz. r.i.p rippy

[verse 1: unknown]
suck my d+ck, i’m smokin’ on notti got poked in his hip ayo dd suck my d+ck if i catch you i’m lettin’ it rip. catch jay5ive send him to the sky. noah got stomped he went bye. two+two knocks in my side don’t stay with a beam. yellow got shot his body collasped. catch a o y’know i’ma blast

[chorus: unknown]
got a 9 on my side don’t stay with a beam. if he lackin’ put em’ on a tee. catch lil’ dd put ’em’ right to sleep. oh, he lackin’? get beat with the stick. we goin’ drive if he tryna run that sh+t

[verse 2: unknown]
if i see you its onsight i’ma dump the whole clip. two mags got a strapped make that n+gga pee. he goin’ cry if he jack a y. catch a gzz make em’ bunny hop. if he lackin’ get shot up. we goin’ up thе score if he gd. we got back for rippy but y’all ain’t got back for notti. n+gga you a b+tch you needa stop. catch jay5ivе make him bunny hop. still smokin’ on fries, nay, dummy, pop. we goin’ spin if he mentionin’ rip. don’t drop my spliff shoot his brains out and put him on a tee

[chorus: unknown]
got a 9 on my side, don’t stay with a beam. if he lackin’ put em’ on a tee. catch lil’ dd put ’em’ right to sleep. oh, he lackin’? get beat with the stick. we goin’ drive if he tryna run that sh+t

[verse 3: bory 300]
f+ck a jiggyman that n+gga got hit. gdk still smokin’ on nick. n+gga got hit. how you smokin’ jayrip? n+gga suck my d+ck lil’ ndot a b+tch. if i catch him get turned to a spliff. spin through the parks we goin’ up it and blow. smokin’ on rah, dummy, lilah, beans. mdot, noah, edot, lee. don’t lack or get put on a tee. catch sha gz i’ma+ catch sha gz i’ma up it and blow word to my mother you goin’ to nick. you a b+tch suck my d+ck you beefin’ with your mans and ain’t ever do sh+t. and yus gzz a b+tch. he a africian b+tch that wear fake drip. if i spin make him run a lap. i might call up kaykay to let it clap

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