No More Lotti Lyrics – Sha EK
Suck my ***, ***
Everything dead gotta stand on that ***
OGz the *** up (YoungMadz, Chee on the Beat)
Niggas not crazy
Don’t run
Grrah, why the opps try to act like they never got shot?
We can link up, me, you and my chop
When my cuzzy ran up, he got flocked (Bow)
Ask how fast I got low from the cops (Die Y)
K-Deuce got caught and got cut on the spot
He could’ve really went out like G-Pop
Pass me the .9, I’m tryna flock
*** Matt Sav, he in a box
Dirt bike gang, we make it hot
You don’t get crazy when you off your block
J-Money got punched, he got pressed on the spot
He should’ve never said “Smokin’ on Yellow”
He should’ve never tried dissin’ my block
Glo tried to run, but he couldn’t make it
He took 4-5 shots to the top
Niggas be mad cause I’m smokin’ on N****
How he died just like Woo Lotti?
If that was me I would’ve caught a homi
I’m not hidin’, y’all know where to find me
2 Benjis died so I’m smokin’ on B&B
Just like I was smokin’ on D&D
Chico really be hittin’ the best
She got duck ’cause you ’bout to be next (Bow-bow-bow)
Grrah, why the (Grrah) opps try to act like they never got shot?
We can link up, me, you and my chop
When my cuzzy ran up, he got flocked
Ask how fast I got low from the cops
K-Deuce got caught and got cut on the spot
He could’ve really went out like G-Pop
Pass me the .9, I’m tryna flock
*** Matt Sav, he in a box
Dirt bike gang, we make it hot
You don’t get crazy when you off your block
J-Money got punched, he got pressed on the spot
He should’ve never said “Smokin’ on Yellow”
He should’ve never tried dissin’ my block
Glo tried to run, but he couldn’t make it
He took 4-5 shots to the top (Bow-bow-bow)
Grrah
Suck my ***
Lzz n’ Shells, OGz, everything ***’ dead
Suck my ***
We don’t smoke Lotti no more ’cause we smokin’ on N****
