Drill Shit ft. Lil Tek Lyrics

Goat Bleats

Yea, all my opps some hoes

Yea, they broke they sharing clothes (what?)

You know I carry them Gen5's, we don't fuck with 4's

762 big as hell, guaranteed to take off a nigga nose

Homixide, 1055 that's what I rep 'till a nigga go

Get them bags in for the low, we trap it out, we get it gone

I can get you touched in 60 seconds, yea just off a phone

I'm trappin' all day & night I don't give a fuck, I ain't going home

Nigga try this shit, he test the gang bullets gon' hit his dome

G5 hop up on the backseat of that black car

Hawk em' down, yea erase him be his ass won't get far

I'm calling up lil tek, he gon come through & pop yo' top

He gon spin on every block & spin until he see a opp

Yea, my first was gymnast, I turned it to a Glock

I been jumped into these streets nigga we was out here poppin' Glocks

You ain't no shooter boy you cappin'

You ain't never popped a opp

He ain't gone slide, them niggas just rappin' he ain't see nobody drop

It's time to slide go grab that 30 nigga for that baby dick

we don't catch him, we grab his buddy nigga & put something in his shit

Poured a 4 my cup real dirty nigga, I don't feel shit

When it's smoke I call lil' Kappo 5 know he gon' kill shit

It's time to kill shit

Mask up nigga for real bitch

Nigga play with us we put a draco to his head, you know this the real stick

Nigga my opps so goddamn broke, you know they can't carry no real blicks

Broke as fuck

let me hear that