Kyle Richh, Tata, Jenn Carter - Notti Bop lyrics | Musixmatch (2024)

Like, 41K, y′all jacking the snitches

Okay, y'all gonna get stitches

(Order a pizza, Caleb)

(Castaways, we are castaways)

(Ahoy there, ahoy, we are castaways)

(We′re stuck where we are)

Notti, Notti Boppin, punchin' my hips (Notti, like, what, like, what?)

Like, come here, gotta do it like this (damn-damn-damn)

Don't-don′t drop my sh*t (Notti), damn, he tried to dip, but he tripped (Notti)

Beef ain′t dead 'til he dead in my spliff (Notti), ′til he dead in my (Notti)

Told bro, let's take a trip (like, what?), backdoor gang, tryna slime me a victim (like, damn)

Not-notti boppin, I′m punchin' my hips (Notti)

Like, come here gotta do it like this, like (do it like this)

Bop, bop (bop-bop-bop), he dead, roll it again (like, damn)

f*ck OY, we smokin′ they mans (OGzK)

Like, how they dissin'? They mans got tanned (mans got tanned)

Notti got poked, and his mans done ran (done ran)

Do-don't chat, don′t talk, just shoot (we shoot)

You gon′ what, if you run into me? (Run into what?)

What did you do when I ran into you? (Ran into you)

Had his heart when I came in that store (came in that store)

I shoulda sparked, put his brains on the floor (grrah-grrah-grrah)

Hhe tried to box, he got flocked wit′ like seven (like, damn, like what?)

Got some feelings, some sh*t I can't mention (damn, like what, like what?)

Like, Monday, tryna find me a lacker (damn)

Like, what? Like, damn, he a capper, he ain′t boom sh*t, he ain't a factor

Both getting money, but I get it faster (damn-damn-damn)

I-if it′s beef, we ain't playing no defense (like, what?)

nigg*s homeless and still tryna dick ride (like, damn)

Free-free agent, don't know who to pick (like, what?)

Like, it make sense, what I said, so don′t switch sides (damn-damn-damn)

nigg*s be mad when a bitch mine, all rats must die, f*ck 6iine (like no)

Brodie said we was gonna get stitches (like, what?)

One day was dissin′, the next in the ditches (damn-damn-damn)

I-i-if you ready to die, got the drop, we gon' spin like a fidget (he dead)

Like I can′t mix the Block with the za', 14 was the flock and I lit it (Notti)

And bro said he slid, but he didn′t, like, if you think I did it, I did it (I did it)

F-foreigns outside, it get lit any minute (like what?)

Young nigg* addicted to winnin' (like, damn)

Not-notti boppin′, I'm pokin' my hips (damn-damn-damn)

He took the train and got put in a spliff (Notti)

Like, how you go out on a metro? (Like what?)

He got poked one time, stopped breathin′ (like, damn)

His mans left him, he was on the floor bleedin′ (like, what?)

I cannot die on a train like Ethan, damn (Ethan)

Not-notti boppin', I′m poking my hips (damn-damn-damn-damn)

Come here, gotta do it like this (like this)

Like, bop, like, bop

That nigg* dead, 'cause he was tryna diss (like, what?)

Like, bop, like, bop

Mention the gang, now he dead in the ditch (ditch)

Off the Notti, and the Dotti (Dotti)

Both of them dead, so we roll it again

Like, OY, them nigg*s is fans (OYK), nigg*s out here sacrificin′ their mans (like, damn)

He saw a opp, and he thought he was lit (thought he was lit)

He ran down, and got poked in his sh*t (poked in his sh*t)

Ayo, D-dot, suck my dick (my dick), like, Notti, all in my spliff (my spliff)

Bet this .40 gon' put ′em to bed, damn, they know I love seein' red (damn)

Damn, she keep textin', I leave her on read

Like, I be smokin′ on nigg*s that′s dead (that's dead)

I got a baddie, she sippin′ my Sprite, like, off the Migos, I'm tryna get right (on bro)

Like, if he diss he get sent to the light

And I′m smokin' that boy who went up by the knife, bitch (by the knife)

Notti-notti boppin, punchin′ my hips (Notti, like what, like what?)

Like, come here, gotta do it like this (damn-damn-damn)

Don't-don't drop my sh*t (Notti), damn, he tried to dip, but he tripped (Notti)

Beef ain′t dead ′til he dead in my spliff (Notti), 'til he dead in my (Notti)

Told bro, let′s take a trip (like, what?), backdoor gang, tryna slime me a victim (like, damn)

Not-notti boppin, I'm punchin′ my hips (Notti)

Like, come here gotta do it like this, like (do it like this)

Bop, bop (bop-bop-bop), he dead, roll it again (roll it again, like, damn)

f*ck OY, we smokin' they mans (OGzK)

Like, how they dissin′? They mans got tanned (mans got tanned)

How you dissin'? I don't understand

Like, she a bop and she doin′ the bop (like, damn)

How you dissin′? You nigg*s is popped (grrah-grrah, boom)

He got poked in his hips, so I'm punchin′ that spot (like what, like what?)

41K then he died (grrah-grrah, boom) by the poke

Can-can't remember the shots that I throw (like, what?)

When I′m smoking on Notti, I'm high as a ghost (grrah-grrah, boom)

Too-too fast, might crash that whip (crash that whip, like)

Might throw ten shots and dip (dip, like)

Ta throw five, they bodies drop (like, what?)

How Notti in a box? (Notti) Like a car, can′t be stopped (grrah-grrah, boom)

And they saying that Jenn got the what? (Damn)

Mix it with Sprite, add in some liquor (liquor)

41K, but that nigg* a bum (grrah-grrah, boom)

And since I'ma, I'ma beat on his sister (on his sis, bop)

(Stuck where we are)

(With no house, no car)

(Castaways, ahoy, we are castaways)

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