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sleazyworld go - drill ain't dead lyrics

[intro]
ayy, troy, you know we got us one, right?
i’m in this b+tch with no jewelry on (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
takin’ this b+tch, i’m takin’ this sh+t back to the streets, n+gga (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
ayy, who made that sh+t, n+gga?
the trenches, n+gga
foolio

[chorus]
they said drill is dead (yeah, turn me up, n+gga)
uh+huh, yap, yap, yeah
i want a n+gga to catch a body to this
n+gga, drill ain’t dead, n+gga
you n+ggas ain’t say no sh+t

[verse 1]
huh, get up on ’em close, we just up the score (get on ’em, yeah)
the way we park sh+t on this block, they don’t bend it no more
opps name bennett ’cause they act like they ain’t in it no more (b+tch+ass n+gga)
pull the switch up on the glock, the opps seem like they in slow+mo (grrah)
catch a body for me, n+gga (for real)
paid for a hit from just my promo (huh?)
all these glizzies come with d+cks and f+ck sh+t, n+gga, no h0m+ (no h0m+)
if it ain’t no smoke, you better make sure that i know (better make sure i know, n+gga)

[verse 2]
put this switch to a n+gga ass, give him a spankin’, thought he was tough (get on ’em)
shots hit his head for doin’ too much thinkin’, called his bluff (dumbass)
thought i wouldn’t pull up until shots started ringin’ (come on, come on)
the opps got too much time up on their hands ’cause ain’t no paper in it (ain’t no paper)
better use your head before you lose it, n+gga, think with it (oh, b+tch+ass)
i get k!llers k!lled, that gun you got, you still ain’t safe with it (for real, n+gga)
what you think i got this money for? n+gga, i ain’t finna play with it (i ain’t finna play)
.223s and 5.56 shoot through houses and through bricks (yeah)
arps black out in drakes, don’t sh+t shoot faster than a switch (yeah, yeah)
i love my glock just like my b+tch
i make this b+tch blow you a kiss
i make this b+tch give you a hug
shots wrapped around this sh+t, uh (get on ’em, get on ’em, uh)
[chorus]
they say drill dead? nah, you n+ggas ain’t on sh+t (you n+ggas ain’t on sh+t)
all the opps turned into p+ssy
and p+ssy made to get l!cked
nah, p+ssy made to get f+cked
we been f+ckin’ ’em boys up (f+ckin’ they ass up)
the game just f+ckin’ started, they already tryna give up (they already tryna give up)

[outro]
them n+ggas already tryna f+ckin’ give up, n+gga
we been f+ckin’ they ass up, n+gga, yeah
we been makin’ them boys tap the f+ck out, n+ggas, uh
drill ain’t f+ckin’ dead, n+gga
n+ggas need to stop sayin’ that sh+t ’round this b+tch, n+gga
them n+ggas is p+ssy, n+gga
i gotta bring this sh+t back to the streets, n+gga
uh, uh, come on

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