Drill Shit

wake up imma go hitta drill come back to da stash see em poppin pills that shi got me feelin ill im runnin dese streets makin big bills walk past em gave em da chills I got real skill throwin hands call me real steal after I'm done wit ya u gun have to heal ay look I gotta idea jus hop in da whip an grab da wheel u gun have to da dash swim through dese cops like a eel u ain do da drill now we on knees hearing freeze when we get out u ain gettin yo cheese out da pin now im tryn smoke some tree heard dis bitch named bri tryn snitch on gang so we had to Pull up put 2 shots in her brain atleast she ain feel da pain now im on da lane tryn get to da plane that escape down da drain now so I Pull up in da hood got that gang asking me am I good I said yea I jus needa wood now we back on our schedule jus tryn make some paper callin plays Derek car not da raiders tell gang Pull out da dice let's make some wagers told gang to go hit a lick he said oh nah I can't do dis he my bro oh so we traitors so I pulled da Blick and let it go