DRILL

Von
We can slide right now
That's just how a nigga feel and I ain't even high
They just killed one of my lil' cousins, I ain't even cry (I ain't even cry)
Same nigga just got shot up, but he ain't even die, he still alive (but he ain't even die)
But I'ma slide on him (slide on him), I been to his crib I got my eye on him
I even put some money on his head, I got like five on him (got like five on him)
And nah, we ain't stoppin' 'til they dead, we put that iron on 'em
A lot of niggas dyin', homie, let me know right now (let me know)

'Cause if we drivin' in the car, you can't sit in the back
If a nigga play or disrespect us then he gettin' whacked
They done gave D. Rose all that time, he tryin to give it back
Say you gon' slide on me (you gon' slide on me)
You pull up over here swiss cheese your ride homie
I got Nikki Parker on my hip that big .45 on me
I hope that nigga prayed and made salah 'cause he gon' die, homie (you gon' boom)

Yeah, I heard 'bout you (yeah, I heard)
You's a bitch that the word bout you (bitch, that's the word)
We gon' come and get them birds out you (come and get them birds)
Before the feds get them birds out you (before they get the, damn)
Let's go on a drill, brodie, let's go on a drill
Brodie on them pills, yeah, he tweaking on them pills

Let's go on a drill, brodie, let's go on a drill (let's go on a drill)
And we see the right nigga then somebody gettin' killed
Let's go on a drill, brodie, let's go on a drill (on a drill)
Brodie on them pills, yeah, he tweaking on them pills (he on them pills)
Let's go on a drill, brodie, let's go on a drill
And we see the right nigga then somebody gettin' killed

We gon' fire a nigga block up
Twelve stop signs couldn't stop us
Know that they felt safe when I was locked up
Ayy, know that hit swindles but not not us
Know that I'm too real I can't let no nigga fake me
Know we play for keeps, I can't let no nigga take me
No, nah, I don't talk to much but my mouth slicker than my auntie
More money more choppas, I'm 'bout to make these niggas hate me

Oh, you thinkin' with your dick, huh?
Well, we gon' put this bitch on you
You gon' watch and we gon' sit on you
Pull up and put this stick on you
And knock a nigga top to his bottom that what this gon' do
Find out where they bury yo bitch ass and I'm gon' piss on you
'Cause I ain't got it all nigga, not at all nigga
I know that they'll take your head off before they ball with you
We catch you we gonna put your head on flat like a board nigga
And fuck whoever standing with you nigga they gonna fall with you

Yeah, I heard 'bout you (yeah, I heard)
You's a bitch that the word bout you (bitch, that's the word)
We gon' come and get them birds out you (come and get them birds)
Before the feds get them birds out you (before they get the, damn)
Let's go on a drill, brodie, let's go on a drill (let's go on a drill)
Brodie on them pills, yeah, he tweaking on them pills

Let's go on a drill, brodie, let's go on a drill (let's go on a drill)
And we see the right nigga then somebody gettin' killed
Let's go on a drill, brodie, let's go on a drill (on a drill)
Brodie on them pills, yeah, he tweaking on them pills (he on them pills)
Let's go on a drill, brodie, let's go on a drill
And we see the right nigga then somebody gettin' killed (boom, boom, boom!)

But them nigga right there
Yeah, nigga..., fool

Let's go on a drill, brodie, let's go on a drill
Brodie on them pills, yeah, he tweaking on them pills
Let's go on a drill, brodie, let's go on a drill
And we see the right nigga then somebody gettin' killed



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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Marcel Jones
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