Drills

Who running drills nigga not you
I heard you be telling who shot who
I am not choo I am not woo
83 shots when the Chop boom
All gas no brakes how i move
Still spin the clocc for the azul
Still eat your food i aint damu
Still spin the clocc off the azul
50 get sent word to guy brewer
Who running drills nigga not you
Y'all moving hot that is not cool
Showing off guns you do not shoot
The wrong one to cross no bible
Y'all know the gang that I'm tied to
I'm not the one you should lie to
If you get shot I'm not liable
Turn em to paccs light a few
Smoking on gas lighter fuel
I should start calling the fakes out
Exposing the shit that they ain't bout
Yall get online just to chase clout
Know you inside took the safe route

Glllttt Baow off a touchy
Man down if you touch me
Big rounds from the drummy
Four pound that's a duppy
For the gang it get ugly
Make it rain when it sunny
Put in pain get the money
Ain't a game it ain't funny
Who's spinning who's spinning
Checc the board who's winning
New opp new victim
Old opps ain't living
Put the gang in position
Let it bang hit his wisdom
For the trey ima lift em
I just play my position
Hit the K from a distance
Scratch ya name off the hit list
I don't wait for permission
I motivate on the mission



Credits
Writer(s): Lumumba Benjamin
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