Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drill, artist - G Herbo. Date of issue: 01.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Drill |
| Lay in the back with a mask |
| Lay in the bushes the grass |
| Wait till he walk up and spaz |
| Lil' bro gon' hawk him, he fast |
| Remember what happened to the last one |
| Hop out and smash 'em |
| Lil' Brodie blast 'em |
| Oppas see me on the plasma |
| I know they mad, we used to harass 'em |
| Took a rap check bought hot seats |
| Only for action don’t care if we crash 'em (Crash 'em) |
| Gotta learn how to war shit not sweet |
| Met lil' cause cross town for a swap meet |
| Never seen niggas get hit, just watch me |
| Nights I couldn’t sleep takin' perky and Roxy |
| We only sparin' 'em if we see a car seat |
| He in the air, he said he gon' pop me (Said he gon' pop me) |
| Chiraq, boy, we invented drills |
| Way before rap been on plenty drills |
| You don’t want to feel how them bitches feel |
| Mad Max playin' Call of Duty, he got fifty kills (No bap) |
| Bitch niggas tighten up your cleats when you in the field |
| Tellin' YouTube that they props but them bitches real |
| Where I come from praise niggas with wicked skills |
| Four nickel ass ass down like a Benadryl |
| You could never war with the gang 'cause you sensitive |
| Stand on smoke till there’s none take initiative |
| Overnight we was tryna lamp where their bitches live |
| If we get caught everybody gettin' fifty years |
| Ain’t no more feelings, already shed plenty tears |
| Did my first hit out the whip hurt a nigga ears |
| Free my nigga Gil, big dog got twenty years |
| That’s the reason lil' folk gone say these bitches his |
| Lay in the back with a mask (Be ready) |
| Lay in the bushes the grass |
| Wait till he walk up and spaz |
| Lil' bro gon' hawk him, he fast |
| Remember what happened to the last one |
| Hop out and smash 'em |
| Lil' Brodie blast 'em |
| Oppas see me on the plasma |
| I know they mad, we used to harass 'em (Haaahh) |
| We ain’t gon' talk, we gon' blast 'em |
| I catch 'em and up it in traffic |
| Gotta cool on the Glock 'cause it’s plastic |
| Gotta watch for the cops, it get drastic |
| I’ve been in that field when shit got real |
| I seen my nigga get blasted (Seen my nigga get lit) |
| I could’ve hit my bro in the head |
| I was shootin' and aimin' it backwards |
| I went to bat with the batters |
| I went to trap with the trappers |
| I been that nigga since I was a shorty |
| And none of them niggas was factors (No bullshit) |
| I knew them niggas since they was a shorty |
| And all of them niggas is actors |
| I do the shit with no practice |
| Rich and famous but I’m active |
| Lay in the back with a mask |
| Lay in the bushes the grass |
| Wait till he walk up and spaz |
| Lil' bro gon' hawk him, he fast |
| Remember what happened to the last one |
| Hop out and smash 'em |
| Lil' Brodie blast 'em (Brodie blast 'em) |
| Oppas see me on the plasma (Swerve) |
| I know they mad, we used to harass 'em |
| Took a rap check bought hot seats |
| Only for action, don’t care if we crash 'em |
| Gotta learn how to war, shit not sweet |
| Met lil' cause 'cross town for a swap meet |
| Never seen niggas get hit, just watch me |
| Nights I couldn’t sleep took a perky in Roxy |
| We only sparin' 'em if we see a car seat |
| He in the air, he said he gon' pop me (Said he gon' pop me) |
| Chiraq, boy, we invented drills |
| Way before rappin' on plenty drills |
| You don’t want to feel how them bitches feel |
| Mad Max playin' Call of Duty, he got fifty kills (No bap) |