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duwap kaine - drill time (slim jesus remix) lyrics

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posted up on the mop block, wit’ the thirty tucked re-real tight
gun smoke go to his face ’cause i don’t do no fights
i’m po’d up, i’m throwed off, you n-ggas be so soft
i was right there, you was right there
you was wit’ a gun, it didn’t go off
i got this glock 40 on my hip, i saw the police so i had to dip
i got that mac wit’ that extended clip
i’m on the block, i’ma make a flip
dr-drive by in that black van
got a new chopper straight from j-pan
i’m off the lean, off the codeine and i’m leanin’ like a kickstand
break down these backwoods ’cause i’m rollin’ gas, i’m smokin’ gas
let a n-gga talk about me, i’ma roll him up, i’ma smoke his -ss
in the field wit’ a chrome, dressed in all black
and i’m gon’ off the drugs, i’m gone off the act’
my n-ggas down to ride, you better be outside
’cause you was talkin’ ’bout me but you not ready to die
shootin’ all these guns, my bullets gonna glide
these n-ggas scary, always wanna hide
my choppa talkin’ to yo’ face, open wide
you always do that twitter talkin’, come and slide
these n-ggas made because i took they guns and took they hoes
these n-ggas mad because i got that money and got the dough
these n-ggas made because i’m up next and they next do’
and if a n-gga take my things then i ain’t ’bout to go
got a pole, let it blow, pockets swole, money do not fold
pistol show the pleasure, ayy, bullets show the measure, ayy
i am a trendsetter, ayy, i will show you terror, ayy
no, i ain’t no teller, ayy, but shout-out my bank-teller, ayy
pistol to ya head, we want answers, that’s that pressure, ayy

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