Lyrics No Ozone (feat. Set Da Trend) - Set Da Trend , C Blu
Last
diss
track
I'm
making,
'cause
y'all
niggas
is
butt
It's
backdoor
season,
niggas
better
have
they
key
Grrah,
grrah
Grrah,
grrah
Grrah,
grrah,
grrah
What?
Grrah,
grrah,
grrah
Look
(C
Blu)
I
can't
wait
'til
I
walk
up
that
Hill
That's
on
bro,
everybody
get
killed
If
he
lack
he
got
popped
like
a
pill
Two
shots
hit
him,
now
he
stuck
on
wheels
And
he
thought
he
was
safe
in
the
store
If
that
was
me,
I
ain't
showing
remorse
(at
all)
.45
hit
him,
send
him
to
the
lord
If
I
don't
got
it,
Mali
up
the
score
It's
a
no
O'
Zone
when
we
walk
through
I'm
a
hitter
so
watch
who
you
talk
to
Big
ass
chop,
feelin'
like
I'm
Mad
Max
Want
a
feature?
Then
send
it
through
Cash
App
CJ
Goon
built
like
a
softball,
it's
a
home
run
if
he
lack
Backdoor
season,
hollows
hit
his
back
I'll
be
damned
if
I
go
out
like
Roscoe
(Roscoe)
I
thought
you
was
tough,
you
should've
let
your
chop
go
Keemy
pussy,
got
hit
in
your
taco
Say
you
spinnin'
the
Sev,
looking
for
JO?
(Never)
When
you
see
me
let's
see
how
your
day
go
Bullets
so
hot,
usa
me
fuego
Call
up
Yagi,
get
him
out
the
way
bro
Smoking
Dummy,
make
it
ease
the
pain
more
Know
a
nigga
got
hit
in
his
neck
Coastal
Rey,
show
me
some
respect
If
I
ain't
got
it,
Nazzy
hit
your
chest
No,
I
won't
settle
for
less
Say
you
snatching
what?
We
smoking
on
you
next
Chase
down
gang
'til
we
out
of
breath
Two
guns
up,
that's
a
triple
homi'
Sosa
got
the
beam,
waiting
in
your
lobby
EJ
got
the
shh,
he
ain't
moving
sloppy
And
them
niggas,
they
dead,
popped
(what?)
They
be
dissing,
like
send
shots
(boom!)
Got
a
beam
with
like
ten
shots
Try
to
run,
get
your
head
popped
When
you
see
me,
I
don't
knuckle
up
Shots
out
to
Sha
'til
the
mission
is
done
He
got
shot
in
his
shit,
why
the
fuck
he
get
jiggy?
Smoking
a
T
got
me
stylin'
Poppin'
these
Perkys,
they
say
I
be
wildin'
Free
the
stars
that's
stuck
on
the
Island
I
can't
wait
'til
I
run
into
Sensei
Stupid
ass
name,
it
fill
me
with
laughter
Do
a
hit,
then
a
song
right
after
Move
like
a
ghost,
they
calling
me
Casper
Move
too
fast,
no,
they
can't
catch
up
She
was
living,
now
that
bitch
a
ghost
(Lilah)
You
know
I'm
trendy,
I
slide
in
a
Ghost
I'm
a
GOAT,
when
I
talk,
take
notes
Said
you'd
spin
my
block,
I
know
Two
shots,
bah,
bah,
then
get
low
I'm
a
demon,
I
smile
when
I
throw
Mama
praying
that
I
make
it
home
King
of
my
city,
bitch,
where
is
my
throne?
I
can't
wait
'til
I
walk
up
that
Hill
That's
on
bro,
everybody
get
killed
If
he
lack
he
got
popped
like
a
pill
Two
shots
hit
him,
now
he
stuck
on
wheels
And
he
thought
he
was
safe
in
the
store
If
that
was
me,
I
ain't
showing
remorse
(at
all)
.45
hit
him,
send
him
to
the
lord
If
I
don't
got
it,
Mali
up
the
score
It's
a
no
O'
Zone
when
we
walk
through
I'm
a
hitter
so
watch
who
you
talk
to
Big
ass
chop,
feelin'
like
I'm
Mad
Max
Want
a
feature?
Then
send
it
through
Cash
App
CJ
Goon
built
like
a
softball,
it's
a
home
run
if
he
lack
Backdoor
season,
hollows
hit
his
back
I'll
be
damned
if
I
go
out
like
Roscoe
(Roscoe)
Grrah,
grrah,
grrah,
boom
Grrah,
grrah,
grrah,
boom
Grrah,
grrah,
grrah,
boom
Grrah,
grrah,
grrah,
boom
I'll
be
damned
if
I
go
out
like
Roscoe,
ahh
Grrah,
grrah,
grrah,
boom
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