lirik lagu say drilly - ebk (fuck it)
[intro]
grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
grrah~grrah boom
like what? like what?
like n~gga know who it is, it that say jet n~gga suck my d~ck
like, aj
like, aj
like, aj
like, aj (aj, a—)
[verse]
like dotty my brother, n~gga, we gon’ bend block
spin through the s, we see ‘em, then we send shot
talkin’ on bro, we send him to the gift shop
tell ‘em free lee, show me how to get hot
said that they beat me, but them n~ggas did not
blockwork a p~ssy n~gga and he d~ck ride
nas ebk, i told that n~gga switch side
wanna smoke nazzy? gotta get me 65
tell them n~ggas come spin through the 7
wait—matter fact, tell ‘em spin through thе 8
bro in the cut, on the race, hе gotta get low, he was duckin’ the jake
new lawyer, he speakin’ the case
smoke on—, he got shot in his face
grrah, grrah, grrah
like i get to business, sendin’ with my chopper
i ain’t never do bad, you can ask all the opps
we get to ridin’, creepin’, we don’t stop, and the first one we see, put his ass in the box
he was just talkin’ on bro, now he shot
r.i.p. ray, n~ggas miss you a lot
[?] he was talkin’ to cop, and he never came back to the block
like why do my opps keep linkin’ up? it for their safety
i’m on 3rd, i tryna catch a 80
took me a trip to bk with the babies
lee start throwin’ bullets like he brady
brand new 40, holster on my lady
throw a c up, n~gga, that for shady
louie on go, this n~gga actin’ crazy
he be buggin’, pull up on the daily
i want war, i ain’t here for the politics
we got 30s and 40s, a lot of it
bobby and rippy together, that gotta kick
we don’t beef with no rats, leave us out of it
we the jet from the 8, we don’t gotta pick
[?] now i don’t gotta switch
i keep spinnin’, i never get tired
like all the opps, they don’t know what they started
talkin’ on bro, we take it the farthest
i’m with jay, that n~gga movin’ heartless
he be catchin’ opp like [?]
like tryna see where they at
[?], we put ‘em on the map
don’t believe ‘em, all them n~ggas rat
n~gga dougie got shot, you still ain’t gettin’ back
like n~ggas be p~ssy, i don’t wanna talk it out
when i step in the spot, i’ma tweak
kept my pole on my hip, when i see him i hawk him down
f~ck a mess but you know i’ma geek
n~ggas lie in the street, they be lyin’ for beats
when you walk, better carry your heat
if you lack, then you dyin’ by me
when i link with the gang, we gon’ roll up the c
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