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letra de drill - noodah05

drill lyrics
[intro]
(what’s happenin’, chi chi?)
uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
(section 8 just straight cooked this motherf-cker up)
05
gang

[verse]
taking drugs, i feel erased (yeah), got me feeling over raised (yeah)
it’s free the dawgs out the pound, they locked ’em in a cage (locked ’em in a cage, yeah)
n-ggas play with us it’s goin’ down, i don’t see no other way (i don’t)
real steppers, i ain’t gon’ take my shots ’til i get up, close range (yeah)
tryna stay up in my lane (yeah), but these n-ggas think i’m lame (yeah)
and i ain’t talking to them folks ’cause i ain’t good at switchin’ names (uh-uh)
she would sleep with it on her facе (come on), you clean up, you get a closеd case (yeah)
bro if he try, he get a handgun, when we slide he hold a drac
if it ain’t cool ’bout crashing mans, i get it, it’s good, i don’t f-ck with no snake (i don’t)
if a n-gga keep barking at the wrong tree, n-gga, f-ck my opp, n-gga, then it’s safe
got ’em with the cards i did, i ain’t even buzz, i don’t think they playin’
and i’ma rob ’til that thing get to me so a n-gga play, then i’ll spray it
spendin’ racks on my fit, i ain’t even have no hand down, i made it (yeah)
hit my b-tch, think she a lover, but i do many times, i feel betrayed (i do)
playin’ drugs in the system every sleep that i go to night, n-gga, i can’t (i can’t)
’cause soon as it gettin’ dark, i turned on the tv, i see bad
within the h-ll, i cannot glam (yeah), momma sorry, that’s how i am (yeah)
every time i’m casting on, i don’t even think i know who i am (yeah)
and i come back to reality, put on them jewels, and yeah it’s real (yeah)
i don’t think for one second i won’t take it off and then go k!ll (fire)
my brother eighteen when he caught that body, he ain’t really know what he did (he did)
pillow latchet, had ’em leaned up and then they fell in love with drill (yeah)
and every time i mention peanut, i know y’all like who the f-ck that is
a lil’ black n-gga and he muslim, but he like three up in that field (yeah)
had a shot n-gga at my girl, he a punch, n-gga, i don’t need no help (yeah)
like d-mn, i could be the n-gga back then when i was just by myself (yeah)
really catch who did that and we ain’t trippin’, and we gon’ rep
a n-gga might laugh a lot, play a lot, but in the day he still gon’ step
and old sergeant fall in love, keep bring me hoes into my crib
and they be talkin’ to they bro, they be like, “don’t tell ’em where you live” (f-ck that)
if a n-gga f-ck up once, then he play, he got to get it (yeah)
i’ma ride ’round with that fire in the back ’til somebody come up missin’ (gang)
[outro]
i’ma ride ’round with that fire in the back ’til somebody come up missin’
and that smoke up better go way up, you better go and kiss yo’ children
if he play with us he gon’ go like ’til somebody come up missin’
you don’t want to see bamboo, until y’all go missin’, yeah

- noodah05

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