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Drill Muzik Video (MV)




Performed By: Jansport Jack
Length: 2:30
Written by: Rackeem Taylor, Rakeem Taylor




Jansport Jack - Drill Muzik Lyrics
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Monte' creepin' wit tha throw-a-way
Roll the weed smoke-an-O-a-day
Hoes stressin' bout my ol' lady, that's exactly why I have no ol' lady
Just a bunch of bitches who can handle business, never trippin' when I go places
Double doses keep 'em by the pair
Poker face make ya fold ya aces
Black Bottles tell em hold the cases
Captain Spock tell em hold the spaceship
Don't like all that weave in my face
So while you talkin' to me baby hold ya lace up
I like my Hennessy straight up
Dressed in all black like I'm Vader
Here come Jack running back from the Raiders
On the track, I run laps like a pace car
Like a pencil, I snap no eraser
Number 2 to a #1
Run the point like I play for the Pacers
Going hard in the paint f*ck a lay-up
Ain't no sleeping in Broward we stay up
On the block wit them birds fo' you wake up
It's the 1st of the month getcha weight up
Everyday my Birthday get my cake up
They say I'm the one that they waitin' on
But instead I'm the one that they're hatin' on
Don't wanna give me my credit
Now watch how I run up this debit
Watch how I roll in these digits
Flow unique, I ain't talkin' bout Skinny
Number one, I ain't talkin' bout Stunna
How I feel anybody can get it
Anytime. Any place. Any City
I'll pull up on ya ass like some kidgets
Hell is hot and I stay in the kitchen
In the pot, microwave or the skillet yeah
Beef, you got it? I'll grill it
Zero f*cks that's as much as I'm giving
Speak the truth in the bars when its written
You be all talk when you spittin'
Got a problem? I'll solve it like Algebra
Catalog be as long as division
Keep them stacks standing tall as a midget
Staple down like I'm sponsored by pigeons
State to State when I fly in by Spirit
Yup, you got it I get it
Staple down like pigeons
You got it? I get it
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Monte' creepin' wit tha throw-a-way
Roll the weed smoke-an-O-a-day
Hoes stressin' bout my ol' lady, that's exactly why I have no ol' lady
Just a bunch of bitches who can handle business, never trippin' when I go places
Double doses keep 'em by the pair
Poker face make ya fold ya aces
Black Bottles tell em hold the cases
Captain Spock tell em hold the spaceship
Don't like all that weave in my face
So while you talkin' to me baby hold ya lace up
I like my Hennessy straight up
Dressed in all black like I'm Vader
Here come Jack running back from the Raiders
On the track, I run laps like a pace car
Like a pencil, I snap no eraser
Number 2 to a #1
Run the point like I play for the Pacers
Going hard in the paint f*ck a lay-up
Ain't no sleeping in Broward we stay up
On the block wit them birds fo' you wake up
It's the 1st of the month getcha weight up
Everyday my Birthday get my cake up
They say I'm the one that they waitin' on
But instead I'm the one that they're hatin' on
Don't wanna give me my credit
Now watch how I run up this debit
Watch how I roll in these digits
Flow unique, I ain't talkin' bout Skinny
Number one, I ain't talkin' bout Stunna
How I feel anybody can get it
Anytime. Any place. Any City
I'll pull up on ya ass like some kidgets
Hell is hot and I stay in the kitchen
In the pot, microwave or the skillet yeah
Beef, you got it? I'll grill it
Zero f*cks that's as much as I'm giving
Speak the truth in the bars when its written
You be all talk when you spittin'
Got a problem? I'll solve it like Algebra
Catalog be as long as division
Keep them stacks standing tall as a midget
Staple down like I'm sponsored by pigeons
State to State when I fly in by Spirit
Yup, you got it I get it
Staple down like pigeons
You got it? I get it
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Writer: Rackeem Taylor, Rakeem Taylor
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