Sexy Drill

Lyrics

[**Chorus: KWAZii**] I had this feeling before Wake up and get to a sale in the morning I got some hits in the vault They hear my song and they get involved Pull up clean, get in the car, try hit up Celine, we looking too far But they keep it open for me, they seen the kid turn to a star Pink, racks, how we end up on a yacht? She must act different for you 'cause I showed her my wrist and she turns to a thot Make me splash, water You made me break through a knot You talking shit to them petty friends, but still wanna come through to the spot [**Verse 1: KWAZii**] Wait, wait, bitch did I heard you or not Every action is precise You know I got surgical thoughts I don't play with money, this my life I'm just trying to run up that guap Nigga everybody got a price, I don't give a fuck about the cost Spent a couple hundred on some lines, my bitch lowkey hoping I crack She's saying she don't wanna fight, but shorty be doing this a lot I'm gonna stop you for you waste your time, don't make no excuse to a boss I'm still the same nigga online, with all of my jewelry off [**Verse 2: WhyG**] She suckin' my dick till I cum I don't think she wanna stop, no She a very freak girl, she suck it from bottom to top The way she lick on it remind me of a lollipop Imma' bust on this bitch face, drippin' like eyedrops I just caught a dirty nigga, then hit his ass with a mop You already know that the violence won't stop My young boy, you trying to go catch your first snatch Pour cold water on the dope, it make it lock Their bitch going down like Kendra It's summertime, might fuck your bitch on a yacht They wanna know what it cost Those diamonds, they won't know what they cost My diamonds hit like lacrosse My ghost on the blitz, I'm a boss You know once you he get hit, then you lost Rob boy in the swamp, just like Lacoste Investing into dope, just like a stock Can't be smelling when I am cooking up, yeah its the rock What do you got on your hip? Its a Glock I'm doing drills on my jewelry off [**Chorus: KWAZii**] I had this feeling before Wake up and get to a sale in the morning I got some hits in the vault They hear my song and they get involved Pull up clean, get in the car, try hit up Celine, we looking too far But they keep it open for me, they seen the kid turn to a star Pink, racks, how we end up on a yacht? She must act different for you 'cause I showed her my wrist and she turns to a thot Make me splash, water You made me break through a knot You talking shit to them petty friends, but still wanna come through to the spot