Drill

作词 : Nehemiah Harden

作曲 : Nehemiah Harden/Chelsey Holloway

You know, just keep choppin'

You know we ain't trippin'

We just up the score every time

We all gotta die

[Chorus]

I drop the shit that make you bop your noggin (Bop your noggin)

Everywhere I go, shooters around me (Shooters around me)

She got a lil' ass on her, I told her pop it (C'mon let's pop it)

My lil' caramel b***h, she call me papi (Call me papi)

Can't get no more prescriptions, 'cause I'm too full off lean (Too full off lean)

She say she wanted love, she's tryna run back to me (Why you want love from me?)

We both had fifty shots, we tryna gеt equally (Tryna get equally)

Thе grim reaper talking, but I wanna do a scene (No listen, not speak)

[Verse]

Real enough for me to believe (Why would I believe?)

That he, the one who takin' souls and it ain't me (No, it ain't me)

My rivals, each and every one of them, gon' be deceased (All them a piece)

The roof recline, this a double R, let back your seat (Go 'head, let back your seat)

We murder shit, me murder, ridin' 'round in traffic with Pistol Pete (With Pistol Pete)

Dior be the sneaks, I told her bring all the latest freaks (Go bring all the latest)

Where you at? At, C'est La Vie (Ayy, at C'est La Vie)

Your secrets is safe with me (Your secret's safe with me)

We only play for keeps (We play for keeps)

I only take for me (I only take for me)

I got me a lick, b***h (I got me a lick)

You eatin' d**k too fast, you got lil' stick on me, b***h (C'mon, c'mon)

This seventeen got kick, but I think I wanna switch (I think I wanna switch)

Ménage à trois'ing with your ho, and she brung her friends (Come on, bring your friends)

Popped out, do 'em in (I did 'em in)

It's the demon again (That eagle again)

Spin on blocks, spin again

Can't get him, hit his man (I got his man)

They did it again, foenem hit 'em again (Haha)

Jump over the car, hit 'em up in his bed (**** him in that bed)

I get shiesty, I'm so precise with my aim, ain't nothing like me (There ain't nothing like me)

She want all name brand, don't want Nikes (She don't want no Nikes)

I'm mackin' hoes like LL Cool J in the '90s (Like in the '90s)

I'ma give the game to all my lil' ones, be just like me (Just check my, take these off this shit, you feel me?)

This b***h right here trippin' (She trippin'), she say she love me (You love me?)

Come on, you can't be with me, I can't be your hubby (I won't be your hubby)

The only thing you good for is caressin' me (Come caress me b***h), haha, ayy

She want love, but that shit, that ain't for me (It ain't for me, nah)

Who can I trust? This shit here get ugly (It get ugly)

Haha, I can't even get my raise, that shit ugly (Can't trust these, ****)

[Chorus]

I drop the shit that make you bop your noggin (Bop your noggin)

Everywhere I go, shooters around me (Shooters around me)

She got a lil' ass on her, I told her pop it (C'mon let's pop it)

My lil' caramel b***h, she call me papi (Call me papi)

Can't get no more prescriptions, 'cause I'm too full off lean (Too full off lean)

She say she wanted love, she's tryna run back to me (Why you want love from me?)

We both had fifty shots, we tryna get equally (Tryna get equally)

The grim reaper talking, but I wanna do a scene (No listen, not speak)