Chill Drill Typ (20:56)

Told baby don't force it Let the love come in on its own She know I'm enforcer Move like a dog trynna get me a bone I just can't take it take it They told me keep Fighting Don't ever let up Now she finna shake it shake it Ok they hate it hate it I'm tried of questioning Stressing this shit Fuck love that shit to my dick Trying to make it work I'm finna go bezerk And she run around Doing dick I cannot trust no bitch I'm finna empty the clip Pour up my pain let it mix Empty my heart to this bitch Let it rain it's a different Type of hit I move with a different type of clique I feel like different type Of King The one that could grant u All yo wish She flow with the water Get left with the fishes Over your head nigga u don't get it I'm tired of stressing specially over woman Have u ever felt down for a bitch Call people they clowning and shit U trynna make a move And they break it to u Like bro u ain't never gon hit Same week U done ran Into money Now u flexing on gram And shit They done peeped couple bands and shit All in your inbox spamming shit Like damn whatever To u holding your pride All of sudden got pushed to the side U wasnt trynna rump When I had no bucks Now u something Like adventure time Something like 6 flags u gon ride U got couple red flags but it's fine U sweat me like headbands All the time