Drill Tyme ft. A.yokayy Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Pop out with a stick ima send his ass up matter fact ima get his ass dropped
Better find a four leaf clover cause you gone be out of luck if I come fa yo top
Gun like a nigga that can't keep his dick in his pants just know that it been through a lot
Might sign a application to work at pharmacy cause I be giving out shots
Told all these folks that ima sun baby when I come around ima make some shit hot
Baby I know that i'm young but I know how to make a grown nigga run from a dot
All of these niggas be claiming they shooting but they can't decide who gone be they main shooter
Member back then I was sipping on strong ass shit now i'm out drinking piña colada
Most of these weak ass niggas ride my wave but they can't handle the tidal
Call up Ayo he gone pull up with a kay it sang like american idol
Told the lil bitch that I just wanna fuck cause I already plenty hoes with titles
Put twenty three in my clip like Jordan finna moon walk on his block like Michael
All of these niggas be feening for pussy they really gone eat a bitch out on her cycle
I take the bitch and I get in ha pussy she blow up phone asking when i'm wife ha
All these broads claiming that they need me man these hoes really need a bible
If a nigga playing with my gangsta just like a sample you know that I try em
Everybody name in the clip like a highlight come at me left lil bitch you gone die right
My opps too lil still sleep wit a nightlight ion need a gun i can fight by my self
Feeling like glock nine ion need no help I let it blow like mother fucking ref
She lying on my dick she just fucked up my rep clip to his head finna give em a temp
You gone get hurt either way so take a attempt put em high inside the sky like a blimp
Ruthless gone cook his ass like some shrimp you bought yo bitch a birkin boy you a simp
Banana clip in this hoe u gone slip hoe brother do gymnastics he gettin flipped
Yo bitch fell in love wit this shit like she tripped pockets all blue but I ain't no crip
Nigga and you know what type of time I'm on butter sticks stay up in my home
And yo bitch stay up in my phone gimme head nawl she give me dome
Look me up bitch i'm all on the chrome snatch away then i'm sending her home
Snatch away then i'm sending her home