Not a Drill Lyrics

Switchin' lanes, back and forth, man I got the wheel

This is not a drill, man, I do this shit for real

Take a hit of this gas and tell me how you feel

They still tryna live, now I'm tryna chill

Talkin' to the money, and now we goin' steady

Been pushin' weight up in the gym, so now I'm gettin' heavy

Sittin' around, tellin' jokes, you must think you Desi

When it's your time to turn up on them, just make sure you ready

I'm always go shoot my shot, give em' a lil' hesi

Watch out for pocket watchers, you know they always messy

I kick my shit, I got my feet up like my last name Messi

And I ain't got no bestie, don't even come try to text me

I'm just tryna get it, by any means

How we wear the same colors, but on different teams

They cross them lines, so then you read in between

That's when you see, this shit ain't what it really seems

Switchin' lanes, back and forth, man I got the wheel

This is not a drill, man, I do this shit for real

Take a hit of this gas and tell me how you feel

They still tryna live, now I'm tryna chill

Ride, sippin' while I'm slidin', man they tired

Cause they been sleepin' for a while, but now I'm back

And they comin' with the lights, camera action

If they ask, I'm never lackin', while the time steady passin

And the money steady addin', I can't go out like a has been

So I don't care what really happen

Like Orlando, I got the magic bitch

Or like 50, I got the magic stick

Yeah, yeah, when it hit the scene

I'm the life of the party, walk in with a Barbie

She can ride like a Harley

Tryna throw it back like the old Charles Barley's

I'ma Rastafarri , got locs in my hair, bitch, no Bob Marley

What? Got locs in my hair, bitch, no Bob Marley

But I be lit like bic , bout to turn up in this bitch

And I'm with …. chains, mad, my diamonds pissed

Police try to pull me over when they see my whip

But I'm ridin' in a Rover, so the lanes I switch

And you know I'm never sober, got D'usse by the fifth

That girl a four-leaf clover, if she the one that I pick

Switchin' lanes back and forth, man, I got the wheel

This is not a drill, man, I do this shit for real

Take a hit of this gas and tell me how you feel

They still tryna live, now I'm tryna chill