Holy Drill

Uh I can do
I gotta build for the rug rats, better not touch that
I'm in the zone like a touch back
I keep the word in my rucksack, I need a big snack
I put these rappers in lunch bags
Road to destruction is wide that's a big back, I got roof cracked
I know my worth that's a big stack
Lower your goal you are not Shack, that's what they said
With Christ it's a dunk with a jet pack
I lost some sleep from the jet lag, I never unpack
Kids wanna see what I brought back
It will never fit where it's forced at, I put the cross back
They better uhhh, they better fall back
They wanna nag, I'm on a horseback
You don't want smoke, keep packing ya short pack
Enemy's camp, I took it all back
When you almost slip they say I saw that
I never lost track
Think of word like what do you uhh
What do you call that
I keep on running, like it was toss back
I bought the all blacks
You got a beat then connect to the pill
It's premeditated Im planning to kill
Just got back from Cali was scaling the hills
Pray for the block cause it can get real
Maneuver the mop, ain't cleaning up spills
London and Spain might do Brazil
Kids wilding out, told em to chill
Iron em out, try to instill
Like save up ya pennies ya dime and nickels
Go get you a dream they will try to belittle
The faster you find it your paper will triple
If you gotta cook then it's faster to griddle
You know that it's hot soon as you hear the sizzle
Eventually fame and money a dwindle
It's only a snare like practicing diddles
Man who would of thought I would get paid to scribble

Look if you got a beat then connect to the pill
Run it up, run it up
I can do trap, I can do drill
I can do, I can do drill
I like the bass that give me the chills
I like the uh, I like the bass
Respect the Christ you better kneel
You better, you better whoa
If you got a beat connect to the pill
I'm doing my, I'm doing my dance
I can do trap, I can do drill
I can do trap, I can do drill
I like the bass that give me the chills
I like the uh, I like the bass
Respect the Christ you better kneel
You better uh, you better whoa

I saw your motive before you could blink
Now you asking questions why we never link
Gone ball with my day 1s I don't have to think
So when you get a dish it's not from the sink
We don't move the same like lag in the sync
Attack me they would, I pray in a plank
From forces of evil when I'm on the brink
They say the saints is going extinct
You big crazy go get a shrink
Cause I keep a cannon loaded with ink
Missing half of the nose resemble the Sphinx
Sinning is foul I'm sharpening Shank
They taking shots but all of em blanks
Momma taught me fight like cover ya face
Cause you not immune that's doses of zinc
They better whoa ask him for mercy
My booty's in heaven you chasing a yurky
Instead of them helping you go do em dirty
Keep screwing your brother you looking like Cersei
Splash and I drip, feeling like Percy
You wanna sip, you looking thirsty
Straight to the point, I'm in a hurry
I-95 I'm headed ta Jersey
Call it a day it's back to my state
NC the bull with the plane on the plates
Full of OGs that's moving that freight
Might catch a body ta test out the 8
I pray for ones that powder they face
Addicted to lines they like the wait
So I speak on his love, I speak on his grace
Don't Consider your fam, consider your fate

If you got a beat then connect to the pill
Uh look
I can do trap, I can do drill
What
I like the bass that give me the chills
Uh look
Respect the Christ you better kneel
Uh yup
If you got a beat then connect to the pill
Turn it up, turn it up
I can do trap, I can do drill
I can do, I can do drill
I like the bass that give me the chills
I like the uh, I like the bass
Respect the Christ you better kneel
You better uh, you better whoa