Not a Drill Freestyle
Okay, I'm big business, niggas scream smoke until they get in it
Push the button on the Glock and watch that bitch hit different
Mama crying, he was such an angel, bring that pack out
Bootee and Puin came home, it ain't no slack now
Haters do it all to make me stop, but ain't shit work
Put my music versus the opps, I bet they play my shit first
It's easy, G, never satisfied, ain't no pleasin' me
Play pussy, get fucked, but I ain't talkin' bout no Eazy-E
Pillow talkin' niggas with audacity, too
Police vibes, shoulda went to the academy, too
If they ain't standin' tall with me, fuck my family, too
And if I wasn't myself, I'll be mad at me, too
Ain't it crazy, how all these hoes been on my trail lately
This month, they single, next month, they havin' babies
Ain't it crazy, how these niggas still playin' flakey
This month, they in the streets, the next month they writing statements
Ain't it crazy, how this Glock came with extensions
Catch a couple to the dome cause you can't mind your fuckin' business
Ain't it crazy, how these niggas broke, but blaming God
All this bread out here better invest in some fraud
Cause it will flip
Now I'm out here lookin' like a real pimp
Hoes signing up for Reekade like a field trip
Hella options, I can do me now, then her later
Dream team, all my bitches, bad like first graders
Give the world my all, till I can't give no more
She keep tellin' me she love me, till I can't hear her no more
Always keep your face clean when everybody tryin' to ride with you
Show these niggas how to handle bars without a bicycle
Told my girl, I'm trappin' all night and I ain't comin' home
Gettin' money fiend, man, I think it's in my chromosomes
Nigga think he special, movin' pounds off a flip phone
I can do that same shit backwards like a palindrome
I was movin' Cali bud to North Carolina students
Hittin' licks too, damn near got me indicted doin' it
I don't give a fuck, yea did it, they can never prove it
Talkin' bout hours of surveillance like I'm really stupid
Thank the times I been through, it made me a beast
And I thank you for doing her wrong it made her a freak
Need some work, I got connects but it's gone cost you a fee
High speedin' on interstates from the west to the east
This is not a drill please take cover when I'm comin' out
Niggas act like hoes, I just wonder when they comin' out
Keep the beef in the streets, don't bring it to your mama house
If you don't put no bread in my pockets, close your fuckin' mouth
For real
Rekkin shit, nigga
Push the button on the Glock and watch that bitch hit different
Mama crying, he was such an angel, bring that pack out
Bootee and Puin came home, it ain't no slack now
Haters do it all to make me stop, but ain't shit work
Put my music versus the opps, I bet they play my shit first
It's easy, G, never satisfied, ain't no pleasin' me
Play pussy, get fucked, but I ain't talkin' bout no Eazy-E
Pillow talkin' niggas with audacity, too
Police vibes, shoulda went to the academy, too
If they ain't standin' tall with me, fuck my family, too
And if I wasn't myself, I'll be mad at me, too
Ain't it crazy, how all these hoes been on my trail lately
This month, they single, next month, they havin' babies
Ain't it crazy, how these niggas still playin' flakey
This month, they in the streets, the next month they writing statements
Ain't it crazy, how this Glock came with extensions
Catch a couple to the dome cause you can't mind your fuckin' business
Ain't it crazy, how these niggas broke, but blaming God
All this bread out here better invest in some fraud
Cause it will flip
Now I'm out here lookin' like a real pimp
Hoes signing up for Reekade like a field trip
Hella options, I can do me now, then her later
Dream team, all my bitches, bad like first graders
Give the world my all, till I can't give no more
She keep tellin' me she love me, till I can't hear her no more
Always keep your face clean when everybody tryin' to ride with you
Show these niggas how to handle bars without a bicycle
Told my girl, I'm trappin' all night and I ain't comin' home
Gettin' money fiend, man, I think it's in my chromosomes
Nigga think he special, movin' pounds off a flip phone
I can do that same shit backwards like a palindrome
I was movin' Cali bud to North Carolina students
Hittin' licks too, damn near got me indicted doin' it
I don't give a fuck, yea did it, they can never prove it
Talkin' bout hours of surveillance like I'm really stupid
Thank the times I been through, it made me a beast
And I thank you for doing her wrong it made her a freak
Need some work, I got connects but it's gone cost you a fee
High speedin' on interstates from the west to the east
This is not a drill please take cover when I'm comin' out
Niggas act like hoes, I just wonder when they comin' out
Keep the beef in the streets, don't bring it to your mama house
If you don't put no bread in my pockets, close your fuckin' mouth
For real
Rekkin shit, nigga
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Writer(s): Reekade Taureau
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