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austy47 - drill shit. lyrics

drill sh-t

why you be talking like that you was born in quebec man you know that you ain’t from toronto, and if it is problems i’m making a call to s k and you know that he get to it pr-nto, sippin on vodka and there ain’t no need for a cup cause you know that i take from the bottle, opp try to run up i’m making em waddle, dont try to one up get left feeling sorrow, i take an l i’m gon be back tomorrow, ain’t posting no pics but yo b-tch yeah she follow

all that i’m seeing is talk… walk. b-tch
can’t hit em i know that’ll talk… known. snitch
if it’s problems he go to the cops…
hoe. sh-t

disrespect us and sh-t gon get medal and that mean his body get dropped, i got a demon inside of me, he was my family and i’m still gon watch em get popped, hold up we spinning his block, we come back again it’s a cycle we cleanin the block, rotate to the scene on the block, we hop out the whip and then we can’t believe he got shot, lil k he gon heat up his top, nosey lil weasel but that ain’t the reason he’s dropped, i spaz on the beat for the wop, ain’t neva had sh-t so i hopped on the beat for the gwaup, and if it is problems i bop to the beat with the chop, lil b-tch bad and she begging and pleading don’t stop

drill then i drill sh-t again, i cannot talk to a b-tch if we f-ckin and ain’t bring her friend, drill then i drill sh-t again, that sh-t that you talking is cold so i heat up yo head, drill and i drill sh-t again, 10 in the clip like it’s ben, hop out the whip if i spot em im robbin and leavin em dead, no longer see you as kin, snitched on your brother for that you gon get hit again, drill then i drill sh-t again, chateauguay born if it’s problems you know where the f-ck that i live, drop me the addy i promise no gronkin it’s smoke where he is that p-ssy boy is a fif, the high of his life is the fact that he seen me exist, can’t ever claim i’m a snitch, ride for my brothers but your -ss ain’t neva did sh-t, drill then i drill sh-t again, spot em i dawg em i promise i put that on kin, drill then i drill sh-t again, he chattin up children and that sh-t just ain’t really fin, drill then i drill sh-t again, american eagle but that sh-t just ain’t really his, drill then i drill sh-t again, called up the shooters they make em do twirls he gon spin, look at the sitch that you’re in, no talking just walking you told me to pull up i blessed you, now i’m gon leave it a mess dude, all of that sh-t you was talking is foul lil homie so imma just see what this tec do, he steady talkin and watchin he scared and he nervous, he tryna find out bout my next move, asking em questions like who gonna be there, and if austy is going i won’t be there, you was all about smoke till we face to face, and when sh-t done got real you started to talk, cause yo -ss was to p-ssy to face the case, then you lied to our face for a year straight, then wolf saw your name on a statement, the way that you talked was creative, snitched on your homie for underage p-ssy the way that you livin creative

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