Drill Dtw

Lyrics

[Intro] Hey, huh, tuh Hey, huh Hey, huh, tuh (Hey) [Verse 1] Still poppin' out on that bullshit Fuck you think, I went square or somethin' 'Cause you seen a nigga on some cool shit? Huh, hell nah, we ain't sparin' nothin' Stop actin' like we don't poof shit Stop actin' like y'all scarin' somethin' Hey, still'll put dick in a groupie bitch Still send them youngins on missions, huh, hey Comin' back with no bullets in clips Still on the Westside trippin', uh Still where them Westside terrorists at Every time we catch one slippin', tuh Roses get sent to they parents Don't be tryna beef with no life insurance It's embarrassing Now they run on IG for some life insurance, huh Told 'em now they playin' unfairly Huh, I know they planned on ridin' on me So I'm holdin' this chopper dearly Yeah, and these niggas who ain't slidin' on beef So none of that shit be scarin' me I'm born in it, I'm sworn it Man, this gangster in my DNA, it's in my genes [Chorus] I'm nothin' like you instagram goons I don't entertain that lil' boy shit y'all do 'Cause them Westside terrorists really put shit on the news [Verse 2] And them big ol' facts Fuck these bitches and give 'em back You can have that nat, I'm bool Don't trip, lil' nigga, I'ma send her back You a tender-ass lil' tender man, be the next nigga died over poon These niggas out here dying over coochie, huh With they hatin'-ass Man, go 'head and let that lil' bitch prostitute, huh And put it in my hand Nigga, if I was you I'd be happy that that bitch fucked Lonnie Bands, huh I ain't gon' lie, nigga, if I was you I'd wanna smoke Lonnie Bands, ayy Free Kay Flock, my youngin caught a nigga on the cam too, huh With a Gen4 Glock, no ghost guns, them bitches jam on you Six Mile Bronx, not NY, but we drill just like they do We roll out spots And we trap a lot, scam a lot, track one, track two [Chorus] I'm nothin' like you instagram goons, hey So I ain't entertain all that shit y'all do 'Cause we really put shit on the news (No faking) Really put shit on the news [Outro] No faking If you like that, why you got somethin' to prove? (Huh?) No faking If you really like that, why you got— If you like that, why you got somethin' to prove? I know you really not, nigga I know you not really like that 'Cause you got too much to prove No faking