“Notti Bop Lyrics” is a song by Kyle Richh, a 19-year-old drill rapper hailing from Brooklyn, is also known as Kyle Henry Richardson.
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Kyle Richh
Kyle Richh, whose real name is Kyle Henry Richardson, is a young and promising drill rapper who has gained popularity in the music scene at just 19 years of age.
He was born and raised in Brooklyn, which is known for its vibrant hip-hop culture. Growing up in this environment, Kyle developed a passion for rap music and began writing and recording his own songs at a young age.
He has since honed his skills and become one of the rising stars of the drill rap genre in Brooklyn. With his unique style and dynamic flow, Kyle Richh has attracted a devoted fan base and is poised to make a big impact on the music industry in the years to come.
Kyle Richh-Notti Bop Lyrics Video
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gKPkHDyFLbw&pp=ygUKbm90dGkgYm9wIA%3D%3D
Kyle Richh-Notti Bop Lyrics
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 shit
(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) fuck 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) , d don’t try, 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)
Hollows fly when I came in that store
(Came in that store) , I shot his skull
Put his brains on that floor
(Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Like, make him drop, with’ a shot to
The melon, he tried to box
He got flocked with’ like seven
(Like, damn, like what?)
Got some feelings, some shit 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 shit
He ain’t a factor
Both getting money, but I get it faster
(Damn damn damn) i I f it’s beef
We ain’t playing no defense (Like, what?)
Niggas homeless and still tryna dick ride
(Like, damn)
F-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)
Niggas be mad when a bitch mine
(Like, damn) , a-all rats must die
Fuck 6ix9ine (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’
42 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 nigga 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 nigga 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 niggas is fans
(OYK) , niggas 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 shit
(Poked in his shit) ayo, DDot, 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 niggas 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 shit
(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)
Fuck 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 niggas 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 nigga a bum (Grrah-grrah, boom)
And since I’m a-, I’ma beat on his sister
(On his sis, bop)