DRILL SH!T Lyrics

I don't even

I'm not a drill rapper

But my cuddy sent me this so I had to do it

Ayy ayy ayy

When I'm in the field it's a movie

Bitches outside wanna screw me

Old bitches tryna trap me

Hang nice niggas wanna shoot me

Got niggas that be moms

Tryna stick to me like glue

Yeah bruh she's a groupie

Ask me to put her in a movie

I can't confirm or deny

But she do got some thighs

God damn we gettin' high ayy

4 grams in the wood

Shit got me feelin' good hold on

V12 under the hood

The coupe only got two doors

But I got three bitches

And they finna get nasty

So I can grant three wishes

My life is a dream

back at the junkie mansion

We do things that you couldn't imagine

I stay in the latest fashion

I look good and I know it

Up at my show

Couple bitches gettin' freaky

So I had to bring um back

But before we hit the Pad

We gotta hit jack

And get a pack for the woods

Then I got in they crack

And that's the end of that

next morning

Finna do it all again

Livin like a bad kid

Money from the show

And that shit lookin' thick

I'm finna go spend

I want a new chain

Every since she gave me brain

Me and the homies

Finna go on a train

I can't believe you claim

just picked up the chain

And the shit shinin'

bling blow

Johnny DANG

bling blow

Johnny

DANG