G Herbo - Drill lyrics

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G Herbo - Drill lyrics

[Intro: G Herbo] Uh (Pew) Swerve (Grrt) Big Swerve make the murder rate go up (Phew), me and dem Ayy (Lay in the back with a mask), get ready Ayy (Lay in the bushes, the grass) Grrah (Wait 'til he walk up and spaz) Grrah (Lil' bro gon' hawk 'em, he fast, nah) [Chorus: G Herbo] 'Member what happened to the last one Hopped out and smashed 'em, lil' brodie blast 'em Oppers see me on the plasma I know they mad, we used to harass 'em Took a rap check, bought high seats Only for action, don't care if we crash 'em Gotta learn how to war, sh*t not sweet Met lil' cuz 'cross town for a swap meet Never seen a ni**a get hit? Just watch me Nights I couldn't sleep, takin' Perky and Roxy We only sparin' him, we see a car seat He in the area and said he gon' pop me Chiraq, boy, we invented drills Way before rap, been on plenty drills You don't wanna feel how them b*tches feel Mad Max, playin' Call of Duty, had fifty kills [Verse 1: G Herbo] b*tch ni**as, tighten up your clicks when you in the field We're tellin' you too that they props 'cause their b*tches, real Where I come from, praise ni**as with wicked steals For a nickel lay his ass down like a Benadryl You could never war with the gang 'cause you sensitive Stand on smoke 'til it's none, take initiative Overnight, we was tryna lamp where they b*tches live If we get caught, everybody gettin' fifty years Ain't no more feelings, already shed plenty tears Did my first hit out the whip, hurt a ni**a ears (Fah) Free my ni**a Gil, big dawg got twenty years That's the reason lil' folks in these b*tch's ears [Pre-Chorus: G Herbo] Ayy (Lay in the back with a mask), get ready Ayy (Lay in the bushes, the grass) Grrah (Wait 'til he walk up and spaz) Grrah (Lil' bro gon' hawk 'em, he fast) [Chorus: G Herbo & Rowdy Rebel] 'Member what happened to the last one Hopped out and smashed 'em, lil' brodie blast 'em Oppers see me on the plasma I know they mad, we used to harass 'em (Huh? Baow, baow, baow) [Verse 2: Rowdy Rebel] We ain't gon' talk, we gon' blast 'em (We gon' what?) I catch 'em and up it in traffic (Skrrt) Got a cool on that Glock 'cause it's plastic (Baow) Gotta watch for the cops, it get drastic (Skrrt) I been in that field when sh*t got real I seen my ni**a get blasted (I seen my ni**a get hit) I coulda hit my bro in the head I was shootin' and aimin' it backwards (fu*k) I went to bat with the batters (With the batters) I went to trap with the trappers (With the trappers) I been that ni**a since I was a shorty And none of them ni**as was factors (They all whoopties) I known them ni**as since they was a shorty And all of them ni**as is actors (They all whoopties) I did this sh*t with no practice (Who?) Rich and famous but I'm active (Woo, who?) [Pre-Chorus: G Herbo] Lay in the back with a mask Lay in the bushes, the grass (Grrah) Wait 'til he walk up and spaz (Grrah) Lil' bro gon' hawk 'em, he fast, nah (Grrah) [Chorus: G Herbo] 'Member what happened to the last one Hopped out and smashed 'em, lil' brodie blast 'em Oppers see me on the plasma I know they mad, we used to harass 'em Took a rap check, bought high seats Only for action, we don't care if we crash 'em Gotta learn how to war, sh*t not sweet Met lil' cuz 'cross town for a swap meet Never seen a ni**a get hit? Just watch me Nights I couldn't sleep, takin' Perky and Roxy We only sparin' him, we see a car seat He in the area and said he gon' pop me Chiraq, boy, we invented drills Way before rap, been on plenty drills You don't wanna feel how them b*tches feel Mad Max, playin' Call of Duty, had fifty kills

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