CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Drill (Remix)
We can slide right now
That's just how a n***a feel and I ain't even high
They just killed one of my lil cousins, I ain't even cry
Same n***a just got shot up but he ain't even die, he still alive
But ima slide on him, I been to his crib I got my eye on him
I even put some money on his head I got like five on him
And naw we ain't stoppin' 'till they dead we put that iron on em
A lot of n***as dyin' homie, let me know right now
'Cos if we driving in the car you can't sit in the back
If a n***a play or disrespect us then he gettin' whackеd
They done gave D. Rosе all that time, he tryin to give it back
Say you gon slide on me
You pull up over here swiss cheese your ride homie
That Nikki Parker on my hip that big .45 on me
I hope that n***a pray to Mais Allah cos he gon die homie
Yea I heard bout you
You's a b*t*h that the word bout you
We gone come and get them birds out you
Before the feds get them birds out you
Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill
Brodie on them pills, yea he tweaking on them pills
Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill
And we see the right n***a then somebody gettin' killed
Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill
Brodie on them pills, yea he tweaking on them pills
Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill
And we see the right n***a then somebody gettin' killed
That's just how a n***a feel and I ain't even high
They just killed one of my lil cousins, I ain't even cry
Same n***a just got shot up but he ain't even die, he still alive
But ima slide on him, I been to his crib I got my eye on him
I even put some money on his head I got like five on him
And naw we ain't stoppin' 'till they dead we put that iron on em
A lot of n***as dyin' homie, let me know right now
'Cos if we driving in the car you can't sit in the back
If a n***a play or disrespect us then he gettin' whackеd
They done gave D. Rosе all that time, he tryin to give it back
Say you gon slide on me
You pull up over here swiss cheese your ride homie
That Nikki Parker on my hip that big .45 on me
I hope that n***a pray to Mais Allah cos he gon die homie
Yea I heard bout you
You's a b*t*h that the word bout you
We gone come and get them birds out you
Before the feds get them birds out you
Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill
Brodie on them pills, yea he tweaking on them pills
Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill
And we see the right n***a then somebody gettin' killed
Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill
Brodie on them pills, yea he tweaking on them pills
Lets go on a drill brodie, lets go on a drill
And we see the right n***a then somebody gettin' killed
