Uh-huh

Drills

Yeah

(Damn Casey)

Yeah I’m back and it’s back to the regular

Come pull on the 50 got sticks and Berettas

And 50s and Glocks we got smoke for whoever

And you better not fall or lil bro come check ya

Did dead six months and I’m back and I’m better

Was looking online at this new Gucci sweater

A band for my kicks my new bitch a lil better

My old bitch she mad tell her I need a lil better but fuck her

And **** try to think it’s sweet and I'm bussing

Mention my name it’s a few repercussions

Just bumped lil bitches I think they was cousins

I'm fucking these bitches you **** be loving

I'm steezing so hard but I swear it nothing

Yeah, wait a minute

Had to catch my breath but now that I’m finished

I did 100 drills as Lil Sly as my witness

So much blood on my hands better swear hope god forgive me Free Pri out the county I swear he a menace

I be wit do it's the demon the villans

I fuck the G's cause for Geo they drilling

J Roc just came home he just did a lil sentence

You know we got thousands but we really want millions

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm smoking on L'A it's laced, with Stello and Lil Boo it’s great

Lil bro he just popped out the cut he ain’t dump the whole stick gave him five to the face

And Rosé just beat a lil case

We ride with the 50 and drac'

I call them Marry and Kate they get real wild they’ll give you a date But I’m back and every where I go I’m strapped

A **** blowing at me I’m blowing back, nah I can’t go like that

Lil Marc put us on the map

And everything I say all facts on Fatz

All your rap all cap banging B's no Bap, bitch

On gang when we pop out we pop out with sticks

Don't get caught out here lacking bout get you a blick

And yo homie was practice it ain't make no sense

We don’t fuck with actors that’s outstanding members

Don't try me don't tempt me I got a short temper

He thinking it’s chicken I show him he tender

Man Drills say he hungry and opps on the menu

If he spot em he got em might pop out the rental

The difference between us and all of these ****

Our calling is different, I don’t hesitate I don't stall when I’m blicking

Camp out where you stay and I haul with this blicky

Get hit in yo face in the mall with this blicky

Catch a opp out of state hot shit all in his sprinter

You get hit in yo face and yo top I’m a skin it

YM we them **** can’t break I'ma bend em

Fuck yo homie he dead he got hit in his head say this shit to yo face and I pray it offend ya

Fuck the feds beat the case and I pray it offend em

Gudda splacked hisself I swear he prayed for the ending

Chino that wasn’t for him he was waiting on dinner

YM we the shit we been poppin' like pimples get hit with this lead like I sharped a pencil

My future to short man I got a short temper

Pop up where you stay and I knock out yo mental

No fucks to be giving heart cold as December

We don’t do back and forths and no man in the middle

I move wit my torch get hit in yo dental

You run up on Wop Nem get put in a blender

Way back in 06', I been boosted the temperature

That's fast forward to 19', I'm still totting my blicka'

Rewind to 09', I was out getting risky

Don’t slide down the Mac cause we don’t to get sitchy

The WIIIC made it home now it’s time to get busy (Gang)