Lyrics: DD Osama/Ice Spice
Music: Young Adri/DD Osama/Ice Spice
(Adri on the beat, nigga)
I'm 'bout to gas him, I'm poppin' a t***y (Grrah)
He lovin' the way it get sticky (Baow)
He a gangster, I let him get in me
We Found Love - Ice Spice, DD Osama, Young Adri - We Found Love - Yeah, I feel like the baddest lil' b***h in my city (Word
You not a barbie, it's givin' dirty
We Found Love - Ice Spice, DD Osama, Young Adri - We Found Love - I **** her up (Suck my d**k), then I get sturd
Grrah, grrah
I don't need luck if I'm poppin' this perky
Lil' Ddot gon' turn on his beam (Grrah-grrah)
Don't forget that I'm still droppin' DOA (DOA-K)
Catch a Flocka, on me, he's not safe
And these niggas keep talkin' on Notti, I'ma spin through the Sev, I'ma catch mе a homi'
Call Dudeylo, like, yo, "What's the word?" (What's thе word?)
He got the drop, let's spin through the Third (SevSideK)
Catch me a nine, I'ma blow that, see a lil' shh
He gon' die by a poke, grrah
40s n 9s, yeah, that shit hit a mill' (On bro)
Don't forget about Dead Opps (Grrah)
Nigga Dougie, he ran, caught a leg-shot (Leg-shot)
Spin through The Bronx, tryna make a new dead opp, like (Grrah-grrah)
Still tappin' my neck 'cause that fat nigga dead (JB)
And Rah got put right to bed (Rah Rah)
Two dead niggas but one from the Sev
We Found Love - Ice Spice, DD Osama, Young Adri - We Found Love - These b*****s ain't from where I'm from (Grrah
We Found Love - Ice Spice, DD Osama, Young Adri - We Found Love - I'm from the X, beat on a b***h like it's fun (Like it's fun
Damn, I'm so pretty and young
They say I'm next, like, "Ice Spice, you really the one" (I'm next)
Okay, she mad 'cause I'm takin' her spot
We Found Love - Ice Spice, DD Osama, Young Adri - We Found Love - B*****s be needin' niggas to get hot, like (Like, what?
We Found Love - Ice Spice, DD Osama, Young Adri - We Found Love - B***h, I'm a baddie, I'm used to the spotlight (Grrah-grrah
We Found Love - Ice Spice, DD Osama, Young Adri - We Found Love - Don't you compare me to b*****s I'm not, like (Suck my d**k
Grrah, I got issues
We Found Love - Ice Spice, DD Osama, Young Adri - We Found Love - Think I'm a b***h, then come see what this b***h d
You hop out the V and I promise I'll blitz you
If you not my nigga then why would I kiss you? (Why would I kiss you?)
You crazy? You stupid?
We Found Love - Ice Spice, DD Osama, Young Adri - We Found Love - Give you my heart, like, you better not lose it (Suck my d**k, facts
**** on ya bro, like, this shit is amusin' (OY, or no Y, word, grrah)
JayRipK saw the car, yeah, he should've fled
Grrah, grrah
Now I'm back on my bullshit (On grrah)
Catch a opp, I empty out the full clip
Niggas be chattin' but don't ever do shit, like
R-Roll up a dead opp in a new spliff
Nigga, Nazzy, yeah, he shootin' (Nazzy)
Mixin' the Rippy with JB
Why the **** these niggas got me lazy? (Grrah)
TG chattin', got him scared, what we do (On bro)
Stop talkin' on Notti, you fool
5th to the Sev, y'all shit look cool
Hope I see them when I bend through (Grrah)
Yellin', "Notti Gang" when I'm in the booth (Grrah)
Catch a Six, swept 'em with a broom, like (On bro, like), grrah
Sayin' you love me, then show that
Old friends, they watchin', they sendin' me throwbacks
Soon as I make it, they know I can't go back
I got feelings, but I never show 'em
I don't talk about it, I just smoke 'em
Goin' through shit, I don't think, I just go numb
Soon as I hop in the booth, I'ma go numb, grrah
Catch a Six, swept 'em with a broom, b*****s
All these niggas, they mad 'cause I'm up ('Cause I'm up)
Like, **** it, it's up and it's stuck
We Found Love - Ice Spice, DD Osama, Young Adri - We Found Love - Youssef a b***h, he got shot in the bac
Keep talkin' on Notti, I'ma send ya ass up (On bro)
Totin' the 30, why the **** would I lack? (Why would I lack?)
Mr. Leave-A-Nigga-On-His-Back
Thr-Throw shots, pass off, get low from the scene
Lil' Ddot gon' turn on his beam (Grrah)
I'ma get rich and that's word to my mother (Grrah)
I'ma get rich and that's word to my mother