No drillers allowed ! Lyrics

Yeah, let's go, yeah, bitch Yeah, X-rated, A-T-B

I'm so hot, when I die, bury me by Percocets I don't care about how many bodies I got, I just want some M's

You gotta love both ways, you can't look one way I was rappin' every day, but my pockets, they won't scrape

So I picked me up a set, and I worked at a lil' job, save the money, set the Glock

I get niggas around me ho, feel like baby, on the go

Could be somewhere sellin' dope, but I'm somewhere makin' raps

Shout out Rigo in the trap, he ain't in the Ku Klux Klan, but he showed a nigga the ropes

Yeah, my flow is trash, so I recycled it, I was broke, I fixed shit

Fuck the judge, we innocent, we ridin' round in 5

I don't even know what I'm ridin' in, better know who you slidin' in

That shit might have cameras, we try, we not scammers

Feel like WWE, I was in that slammers

Niggas think they MC, just cause they keep the hammer

Fuck these pussy ass niggas, they don't want no smoke

They ain't got no hope, better go use some rope

Better go get a job, better go punch a clock

Young nigga, I'm tryna go, gotta go stack that guap

Yo, we see yo Hadid, she tryna give me some top

I'll fuck a ride to the stew, fuck a ride, baby, a bop

Ayy, young nigga, I'm goin' up, ayo, goin' up straight to the top

I gotta go get a meal, no, I ain't talkin' bout food

These niggas chasin' these hoes, I'm goin' after the blues

Tryna spend five on shoes, tryna spend eight on my clothes

I need all the bitches, yeah, irregular hoes

Young nigga got regular flows, I was locked wearin' all white bobos

I was locked writin' hella raps, I was locked playin' chess

And doin' this and that, tryna get back home

This shit comin' off the Georgia dome, she say this her favorite song

X-rated, don't even know how to sing, ATB, that's the winning team

Fuck on yo' bitch, yeah, I'm makin' her cream

Fuck on yo' bitch, yeah, I'm makin' her scream

Beat from the back, yeah, you know that I'm stabbin

I live my life, yeah, I feel like I'm moved

Tryna drown us on water, I need a jacuzzi

Pop two thirty purses, I'm feelin' lil' woozy

Bitches, they comin', I'm feelin' lil' groove

This choppa, it's sangin', it's soundin' like ooze

This choppa, it's sangin', it's soundin' like twos

She lovin' when X put a dick in her booty

Young nigga, yeah, I'm goin' to the top

Young nigga, yeah, I'm gettin' this bread

I gotta go get this motherfuckin' guac

I gotta go get this motherfuckin' bread, for real

X-rated, always talkin' bout the bread

I ain't gon' talk bout M's, I'ma talk about the bread

Yeah, I ain't talkin' bout no drills

I ain't talkin' bout no drills

I'm just talkin' bout this bread

I'm just talkin' about this bread