Luh Jlo - DRILL EM (lil ddawg) Lyrics

Why you partying and you know your pocket's real low All I want is $1300 and you can get
The silver Give me $600, my boy and you gon' get some
Real smoke Fast cash, baby, just like Lil' Chicken Boy
They love my dumper tone Two pink RPs in the cup, now I'm in my zone
Can't even finish the whole song cause of these ringtones
One ball, we all ball, I'ma forever put the team on
She goin' back to back till each group's, mmm
She goin' back to back till each group just bitch like ping pong
All these niggas do is talk Speak down on the ball, we gon' get a nigga
Melon pop My Uncle Ryan made a killin' off of Fetty Wap
I was out of town, takin' a drive, so I got on board
Headshot Taliban, make the wrong move, then you gettin' choked
Takin' all these extreme-ass riffs, feel like Tony Hawk
I don't play for the New York Jets, but I swear I got the sauce
Bitch, ask where I been at, I been crackin' G's
You can pick any flavor, I bet dude ain't grabbin' these
Hell no, we not with SME, but I tax for free
D-Dawg, Ryan with ARP, tryna clap the heat
Just sold two 10-packs, I'm dumpin' hard, I'm out north
You ain't gettin' the whole zone, nigga, if the bag short
What the f*ck you got them cleats for if you know this ain't your sport
Bad backin' with a fire bitch, she playin' with my horse
D-Spunk on 10 and got lit up with torch
All these biz niggas envy me, I'm just tryna score
A nigga play with Lil' Trey, I bet he meet the Lord
Finna hit the road and cop a load in this fast food
Switch our lives from the bitch and they ain't f*ck you a damn dork
The Taz get behind the whip, the only time I'm annoyed
Let me catch, out in traffic, we gon' try to feel him
Brother been out back-to-back days, tryna drill him
I been out with Phat Fan, that's a smooth nigga
If you grab about five, you get two with him
Tryna catch one, but it's five if it's crew with him
I'm walkin' down, but Lil' Cuz on the roof with it, nigga
Yeah, we poppin' shit, nigga, for all day