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letra de drill time (remix) - shai doee the chemist

drill time (remix)

i f-ck with real niggas
you shady i can’t chill with ya
tee tee what’s my vill nigga
outsiders we don’t deal with em
yall don’t get this shit i’ll never quit this shit
i live this shit i don’t just spit this shit
i’m different i’m splitting splifs
it’s lit just like a cigarette
b-lls mine, i intercept
f-ck niggas speaking all that indirect
getting tough behind them keys
behind that screen on the internet
it’s crunch time it’s lunch time
that din din, and the brunch time
no shade i throw sunshine
y’all niggas don’t get that punch line
i go hard on the track-ny-e, all facts ny-e
you niggas whack ny-e y’all lack ny-e
don’t rap like me don’t trap like me
cop a sack like me -ss ny-e
p-ssed gas ny-e, speeding in the mazda fast ny-e
understand my lingo i get bored and drop a single
i feel this shit in my soul, and my toes tingle
bad liquor habit i can’t shake it i can’t shimmy
i want this shit imma take it imma steal it i’m like gimmie
extendo, and i ain’t talking bout no reefer
i quit that shit, but deri she’s a big chiefer
i don’t trust a soul, i can’t let you niggas in
terry gang cut nation imma tell y’all again
you f-ck with my cousins, it’s nothing i’m coming
we bussing, no fussing
you can catch an concussion
these niggas f-cking hore-he
he don’t come before me
i phone restore me
oh my gosh oh lordy
i’m tired of niggas rapping always about the same shit
they ain’t never switched up, but they ain’t with the same click
name switch, dawg i swear that’s some lame shit
dropping these weak -ss tracks talking all that gang shit
you don’t love these streets my nigga you’d a mommas
why oh lying you ain’t toating no llama boy
ain’t bout that drama boy, up no bands no commas boy
i can change yo life, but shit i ain’t obama boy
all y’all talk about is f-cking hoes when y’all cuffing hoes
trusting those, what the f-ck y’all slip up and bust in hoes
hold up let me get on you b-tches too
y’all do the same thing that these f-cking niggas do
boosting and lying and acting all booshie
like you don’t be up in the trap too
smoking f-cking lucy’s
acting high sadity y’all be giving up the coochie
how the guck you getting it b-tch you be mooching
real rap i never lied on a track
i blew 10 bands just to make it right back
that’s a fact, honestly it ain’t shit to get you whacked
my niggas do it for the free so please don’t lack
i’m all that i make bangers for the f-ck of it
and if you hating you can simply go suck a d-ck sucka b-tch
why you always on some otha shit
i do this shit for fun but i f-cking love this shit
when i’m sober i’m colder
always peeing over my shoulder
the last b-tch that tried me i had to f-cking fold her
i didn’t know her, if she bout it imma show her

yang yang yang yang

- shai doee the chemist

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