Drill Time, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Ryan, what took you so long

Opps, had hit my phone like it's up

Asking Gang Like whats the move

Me and twin AKA, face shit

Chase shit down we in the stu

Get that call, niggas was dissing

Grab them sticks and hit that coupe

See, we know which way to take

Cuz to be frank, this shit ain't new

Put that mask on when it's time to bend

You spinning from the zoo

Creep and creep, hit they block

Them niggas deeper than a creek

Circle back, behind the Jeep

So they don't think to play no D

Hopping out, when we popping out

More sticks than BO3

Drop that ski, hit the e-brake

Watch how quick we out on feet

Face shot, hit a opp i watch

That shit break up he teeth

Next Opp he try to run

I watch that Drake shut off his feet

Spine shot, neck shot, face shot, bitch go to sleep

Hit that hot, bitch, we ain't

Got no time to hang around

I click Facebook, hit my story

Ask them how that banger sound, Bro that's a hit

I know niggas who was faster than a bitch

But I don't know na nigga

Who was faster than that switch

Drake got a kick hit old boy

And his dumbass, couldn't even kick

I had videos of shit that

I might start streaming on Twitch

Picture this, on the block, at day

At night, he with a nick picture this

In a hot, with ace with pipes he on a hit

I was trapping in grade 8 for pops

On days when he was sick we hit that block

And our glocks did look like lays we with a chip

And bro, my opp be misbehaving

His lil ass aint feel that switch

Lover boy, I'm a player, gave

His favorite bitch a kiss function pack

Don't step on these imagine

Dying for some kicks he was trolling

Like a bitch imagine dying for some clicks

Beat that block up late that night

Imagine waking up to this beat that block up

Late that night, imagine waking up to this

We're following a breaking news alert tonight

Search crews are back out on the scene of a crime

Looking for a fugitive accused of killing 2 men