Lee Drilly - Takin That Trip
[Intro: Lee Drilly & ]
Niggas always gon' say what they gon' do when they see me
What they almost did when they saw me
But never what the fuck they did
()
Suck my dick
(Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
(Damn, Jefe)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
(Lee Drilly, look)
(94Gz, no Gz like these, ya heard, jack Bs, we jack bigger Bs, drop my shit, we gon' let it squeeze)
(Murder-Wuu)
(E-Wuu)
[Verse 1: Lee Drilly]
He was talkin' that shit, like grrah, grrah, grrah
We was takin' that trip to his side, side, side
Three demons, three chops with the 9, 9, 9
If I see him it's lit, he gon' die, die, die
And ya' bitch a thot, she gon' slide, slide, slide
I'ma fuck and she out, like byе, bye, bye
And I run, catch Dougie, its grrah, grrah, grrah
On thе bridge let it sing like na-na-na-na
I'm doing my thing, if you mad, you a hater
I'm going up, I'll see y'all niggas later
Two guns on the Sev, I ain't blazer
But if I catch one, I'ma take em
Murda play the game, send you to the maker
E-Wuu goin' dumb, my son is a gangster
I'ma shape him up, hit him with the razor
Papa have him shocked, I ain't talkin tazers
[Verse 2: Lee Drilly]
Know it's well I got shooters from outta town
I'm a demon, don't call me a problem child
Oh he flexin' on the gram 'cuz he fly for now?
All that drip cannot save him when he die in style
June 5th for the opps the worst day
June 5th, Rite died on a thursday
June 5th, Marky got it the worst way
June 5th the Necio nigga birthday
That nigga Lee Drilly who got you on BT?
I avoid the question, tell him TP
Y'all gon' know when I put him on TV
No get back, tell them niggas come see me
I said, we bend blocks, bend blocks thats repeat
We send shots heat top thats freezy
Bullets hot connect like WiFi
We got red and blue and green beams
Don't run up on my block, I'm posted with the bros
I could do a drill and they'll never know
'Cuz I done seen some tough niggas done told
And the soft niggas stay ten-toes
Call a bluff, nigga you ain't blow
Niggas pussy and getting exposed
How you hatin' on me and you old?
Till a young nigga take ya' soul
[Verse 3: E-Wuu]
One, stop dissing the gang, put down the mic and pic up a gun
Two, y'all know what we do, 94s after you and your crew let it off/ like
Three, but still got more so don't try to act bad and I got a beam
Lee Drilly with me, y'all know what we on, brodie really a tweak
Whoopty, deadgame I never stop, I'm flocking on Flocks , we bent that block
Ask them DOA 187 niggas who really make it hot
Drilly gang, we sent them shots, we make it hot, we drop them opps
Rippy, Nazzy, went out bad but niggas took that on the hot
But wait, why the 300 niggas keep mentioning Rah?
I don't care who you with, everybody get hit better duck when I slide, we don't fuck with no Flocks
Why they keep dissing but how many niggas got dropped on they block?
Rite, Rippt, Nazzy, Gup, Pack, all got left up on that block
But hold onSha EK nigga broke why that nigga keep dissin'?
That's on bro, that nigga not with it
JB saw him school, he ain't click it
We with MB and Lee spin blocks like a fidget
I got the chop on they block I'ma hit em
Lee keep up and click 'til it's finished
Thats on bro they-
[Verse 4: Lee Drilly]
Done masked up cause I'm back in that bitch
Two chops and they start on blackin' his shit
Duwap on the side we gon' pack em to shit
And if I see Nas then I'm smackin' that bitch
Tryna pick both sides, I ain't havin' that shit
Me and E back to back getting crafty with it
Seen his brains all over the floor, all nasty and shit
And Jacob shoulda' been faster with it
And Bop said I was pussy, with no drills, and I ain't never did a thing
But we was in the Ts and you pulled up on me like why ya' opps so scary you gay?
Ayo Squeezo, tell these niggas to stop it now, DM tryna cop it now
I'm with Reemo, tryna see if the Flocks around, they gon' duck to the choppa sound
Like, yo Skino, I know that our pops be proud at the way that we flush it down
I told E "throw", now he can't put the knocka' down he gon' spin if you drop the hound
Free MB though, niggas know we the problem childs, leg shot make him hop around
She gon' deepthroat, I got beef with her mama now, daughter different when I'm around
Hold on, wait, that's Jay running rick
Hold on, wait, that's Caine and his bitch
Hold on, wait, that's Zay on the strip
Fuck it, all them niggas gettin' hit!
Hold on, wait, that's Rey, rest in piss
Hold on, wait, think that's JayRipK
Hold on wait, that's Caine who got hit
[Outro: Lee Drilly]
Fuck it, all them niggas in a spliff!
(Oh my god! It's that Lee Drilly nigga oh my god)
(It's that Lee Drilly nigga you heard, drop a 4 I'm uppin' the 9 mister, the reason your mother told you "Stay off the corner," corner nigga)
(Demon child, first nigga on that block drillin' like a demon put him in a—bah-bah-bah)
(Niggas can't fuck with EBK)
(Everybody fucking K like)
(Demon Shit)
(Suck my dick nigga)
Niggas always gon' say what they gon' do when they see me
What they almost did when they saw me
But never what the fuck they did
()
Suck my dick
(Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
(Damn, Jefe)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)
(Lee Drilly, look)
(94Gz, no Gz like these, ya heard, jack Bs, we jack bigger Bs, drop my shit, we gon' let it squeeze)
(Murder-Wuu)
(E-Wuu)
[Verse 1: Lee Drilly]
He was talkin' that shit, like grrah, grrah, grrah
We was takin' that trip to his side, side, side
Three demons, three chops with the 9, 9, 9
If I see him it's lit, he gon' die, die, die
And ya' bitch a thot, she gon' slide, slide, slide
I'ma fuck and she out, like byе, bye, bye
And I run, catch Dougie, its grrah, grrah, grrah
On thе bridge let it sing like na-na-na-na
I'm doing my thing, if you mad, you a hater
I'm going up, I'll see y'all niggas later
Two guns on the Sev, I ain't blazer
But if I catch one, I'ma take em
Murda play the game, send you to the maker
E-Wuu goin' dumb, my son is a gangster
I'ma shape him up, hit him with the razor
Papa have him shocked, I ain't talkin tazers
[Verse 2: Lee Drilly]
Know it's well I got shooters from outta town
I'm a demon, don't call me a problem child
Oh he flexin' on the gram 'cuz he fly for now?
All that drip cannot save him when he die in style
June 5th for the opps the worst day
June 5th, Rite died on a thursday
June 5th, Marky got it the worst way
June 5th the Necio nigga birthday
That nigga Lee Drilly who got you on BT?
I avoid the question, tell him TP
Y'all gon' know when I put him on TV
No get back, tell them niggas come see me
I said, we bend blocks, bend blocks thats repeat
We send shots heat top thats freezy
Bullets hot connect like WiFi
We got red and blue and green beams
Don't run up on my block, I'm posted with the bros
I could do a drill and they'll never know
'Cuz I done seen some tough niggas done told
And the soft niggas stay ten-toes
Call a bluff, nigga you ain't blow
Niggas pussy and getting exposed
How you hatin' on me and you old?
Till a young nigga take ya' soul
[Verse 3: E-Wuu]
One, stop dissing the gang, put down the mic and pic up a gun
Two, y'all know what we do, 94s after you and your crew let it off/ like
Three, but still got more so don't try to act bad and I got a beam
Lee Drilly with me, y'all know what we on, brodie really a tweak
Whoopty, deadgame I never stop, I'm flocking on Flocks , we bent that block
Ask them DOA 187 niggas who really make it hot
Drilly gang, we sent them shots, we make it hot, we drop them opps
Rippy, Nazzy, went out bad but niggas took that on the hot
But wait, why the 300 niggas keep mentioning Rah?
I don't care who you with, everybody get hit better duck when I slide, we don't fuck with no Flocks
Why they keep dissing but how many niggas got dropped on they block?
Rite, Rippt, Nazzy, Gup, Pack, all got left up on that block
But hold onSha EK nigga broke why that nigga keep dissin'?
That's on bro, that nigga not with it
JB saw him school, he ain't click it
We with MB and Lee spin blocks like a fidget
I got the chop on they block I'ma hit em
Lee keep up and click 'til it's finished
Thats on bro they-
[Verse 4: Lee Drilly]
Done masked up cause I'm back in that bitch
Two chops and they start on blackin' his shit
Duwap on the side we gon' pack em to shit
And if I see Nas then I'm smackin' that bitch
Tryna pick both sides, I ain't havin' that shit
Me and E back to back getting crafty with it
Seen his brains all over the floor, all nasty and shit
And Jacob shoulda' been faster with it
And Bop said I was pussy, with no drills, and I ain't never did a thing
But we was in the Ts and you pulled up on me like why ya' opps so scary you gay?
Ayo Squeezo, tell these niggas to stop it now, DM tryna cop it now
I'm with Reemo, tryna see if the Flocks around, they gon' duck to the choppa sound
Like, yo Skino, I know that our pops be proud at the way that we flush it down
I told E "throw", now he can't put the knocka' down he gon' spin if you drop the hound
Free MB though, niggas know we the problem childs, leg shot make him hop around
She gon' deepthroat, I got beef with her mama now, daughter different when I'm around
Hold on, wait, that's Jay running rick
Hold on, wait, that's Caine and his bitch
Hold on, wait, that's Zay on the strip
Fuck it, all them niggas gettin' hit!
Hold on, wait, that's Rey, rest in piss
Hold on, wait, think that's JayRipK
Hold on wait, that's Caine who got hit
[Outro: Lee Drilly]
Fuck it, all them niggas in a spliff!
(Oh my god! It's that Lee Drilly nigga oh my god)
(It's that Lee Drilly nigga you heard, drop a 4 I'm uppin' the 9 mister, the reason your mother told you "Stay off the corner," corner nigga)
(Demon child, first nigga on that block drillin' like a demon put him in a—bah-bah-bah)
(Niggas can't fuck with EBK)
(Everybody fucking K like)
(Demon Shit)
(Suck my dick nigga)
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