Drill Enough ft. LitooBandzz Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
They say, why you in the booth
Cuz back in school
You ain't drill enough
Clutching tools, breaking rules
Took my brother, turned that killa up
Try reachin' for my jewels
Make the news
Gon be a killin' bruh
You niggas must be fools
Actin' crude
Make me start drillin' stuff
They say, why you in the booth
Cuz back in school
You ain't drill enough
Clutching tools, breaking rules
Took my brother, turned that killa up
Try reachin' for my jewels
Make the news
Gon be a killin' bruh
You niggas must be fools
Actin' crude
Make me start drillin' stuff
I'm investin' in my music
Tryna see what I can make
Peso pushin' merch
While pushin' bows
Right on the interstate
Aye, I done got so high
I spilled the drink
Right on the interface
Say I make niggas feel a way
Cuz his bitch know I penetrate
And I ain't goin' on no dinner dates
I'm strictly pimpin' bae
We throw sixes, my bro crippin' bae
Grew up a different way
I shoulda been a barber
Hallows cuttin' harder
This shit'll temp yo fade
Get on yo ass
You diss on gang
You think I'm cap
Come test my aim
Say I ain't neva in my feelings ova no hoe
But I be kinda mad
Niggas tweet all day
But when it's smoke
Bet you can't find his ass
.762, fully metal jackets
Bring out body bags
Choppin' bricks, no karate class
Peso drop it off in a Pontiac
They say, why you in the booth
Cuz back in school
You ain't drill enough
Clutching tools, breaking rules
Took my brother, turned that killa up
Try reachin' for my jewels
Make the news
Gon be a killin' bruh
You niggas must be fools
Actin' crude
Make me start drillin' stuff
They say, why you in the booth
Cuz back in school
You ain't drill enough
Clutching tools, breaking rules
Took my brother, turned that killa up
Try reachin' for my jewels
Make the news
Gon be a killin' bruh
You niggas must be fools
Actin' crude
Make me start drillin' stuff
Aye, slide
Know we on some steppa shit
Big .45, it ain't my style
Gen 5, it be my preference
Think he wild
I'll show this nigga now
A fuckin' exorcist
We go to trial
My bro gon hold it down
Callin' collect and shit
Pussy he got left wit it
Tell 'em check the scoreboard
That's a dirty fuckin' defect
Aye, Peso out that window
Wit that bitch
Should be a specialist
And all them niggas know
That if it's smoke
Then I'm inhalin' it
We shoot up the candlelit
They say, why you in the booth
Cuz back in school, you ain't drill enough
What you know 'bout
Being down on yo dick
Feelin' like givin' up
I had to use it
The first time
That I ever picked that pistol up
Ima run it up
Cuz we ain't rich enough
She gotta C-cup
Lift her tities up
They say, why you in the booth
Cuz back in school
You ain't drill enough
Clutching tools, breaking rules
Took my brother, turned that killa up
Try reachin' for my jewels
Make the news
Gon be a killin' bruh
You niggas must be fools
Actin' crude
Make me start drillin' stuff
They say, why you in the booth
Cuz back in school
You ain't drill enough
Clutching tools, breaking rules
Took my brother, turned that killa up
Try reachin' for my jewels
Make the news
Gon be a killin' bruh
You niggas must be fools
Actin' crude
Make me start drillin' stuff