16thflavor & woken - Drillz (feat. aprntice)

How these motherfuckers gonna tell me how to feel
I spent too much money to not use my drill
I spent too much money too not empty no clips
I spent too much money on these clothes not to drip.
She want nuance Lou on and some motherfucking Sace aye.
I get two on if they two on I go like Tinashe aye.
Go hard like Kakashi aye
Slice em like hitachi aye
No they can not bop me aye
Feeling like a bathing ape
Tell these heroes save they capes
Tell these bitches state they place
Belong to the streets
If that’s true, then she can not stay
I got me the sheets.
And it’s 2 hours for the wait
Can you wait
How these motherfuckers gonna tell me how to feel
I spent too much money to not use my drill
I spent too much money too not empty no clips
I spent too much money on these clothes not to drip
We running the city
She popping a titty
We sipping on forty’s
She begging for mercy
This is my type of convention
Daniel a bitch get mentioned
This how they drop in depression
This is my type of impressions
Slicing and boofing inventions
100 bills
It’s a steal
We for real
What’s the deal
We the drill
Reppin’ teal
Needa chill
This is rap
This ain’t drill
How’d it feel
Keep the heel
Balls of steel
We the dish
Hook the fish
Blue like stitch
We don’t snitch
We got the hood down yea we the middle man
We mix up the liquor the henny and the riddilin'
Focus on the money the dividend we livin' it
Put the beam on yo top go get rid of em'
Got all my squadron and we ball like the Mavericks
Step to me that’s so raven(in) a casket
Try to fuck with me that’s a no go
I remember trappin' slaggin' out the four door
Shoot my 30 feel like curry on a good day
Chasin' my bag and a bone like a Great Dane
Runnin' a meet on yo bitch that’s a drag race
These hoes callin' me daddy with no first name
Catch a body that’s a life in a picture frame
Niggas actin fold for the clout and that’s a shame
Niggas won’t give an amount till they see the fame
It’s woken soon y’all gonna know the name
How these motherfuckers gonna tell me how to feel
I spent too much money to not use my drill
I just want Versace let me tell you if I fuck a bitch
She won’t even get to walk another minute on the bridge
They all try to stop me but they don’t know that I’m fucking gone
I got me the ice watch, tell you how I’m rocking stones
Leaking everything if you tell me that I’m fucking wrong
I got me the body bag, hope I’m never dropping bones
Yes I’m dropping calls but I’m always fucking buying phones
Motorola speaker
Got you straight tweaking
Got her for the weekend
Singing like The Weeknd
She just wanna love me
She know I’m a heathen
Sex addict. So what
Leave my body peaking
I get what I want and I don’t need to sneak it
I get what I want yeah I buy every sneaker
I swear I won’t leave her
Cause she be believing
Money come in more and more every season
Flights and reactions laughing for no reason
My country don’t like that I’m committing treason
Idgaf cause they tore me to pieces
My people in cages they throwing the keys’s
Then they gone wanna go talk about freedom
How these motherfuckers gonna tell me how to feel
I spent too much money to not use my drill
I spent too much money too not empty no clips
I spent too much money on these clothes not to drip

Writers: Esgar Leal Junior , Francisco Ortega , Hassan Sanchez Paez

Lyrics © DistroKid

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