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[intro]
(whatitdoflip)
(goldie sound)
b*tch, i could’ve been a baller, baby drill like f*ck a physical (swish)
no mortal kombat, bound to catch my opps, i gotta finish ’em (get over here)

[chorus]
they ain’t ready for the war, broke*ass n*gga, i’ll slide in slides
ain’t no running from the drill, you try to run, you trip and die
i heard he put a b*tch on drill like she gon’ set me up for some (she what?)
all these guns bis*xual, it don’t take nothin’ to get that b*tch slumped
huh, we put fifties on these switches, thirties ain’t enough (it ain’t enough)
b*tch, i feel like mad max, tell them p*ssies add it up (add it up)
‘fore y’all heard nardo wick, i was in they hood screaming out, “who want smoke?”
[?] who the next to go?

[verse 1]
frrt, hold up, that b*tch jammed? nah, that’s how them switches blow
he had spunned on woot de woot, lil’ bruh ain’t get to make it home (on god)
“baby drill, who that is?” sh*t, that’s the n*gga with the chrome
“baby drill, what he do?” sh*t, put one in your dome
had a walkthrough at the opp club with that stick on me like, what you want? (no lie)
n*ggas talk on ‘gram, in reality, all them n*ggas hoes (i swear)
he be pump faking, claim he gangster, ’bout it ’bout it, [?] ready to blow (hand on that)
done stepped on all the opps when it come to smoke, b*tch, i done smoked the most
[chorus]
they ain’t ready for the war, broke*ass n*gga, i’ll slide in slides
ain’t no running from the drill, you try to run, you trip and die
i heard he put a b*tch on drill like she gon’ set me up for some (she what?)
all these guns bis*xual, it don’t take nothin’ to get that b*tch slumped
huh, we put fifties on these switches, thirties ain’t enough (it ain’t enough)
b*tch, i feel like mad max, tell them p*ssies add it up (add it up)
‘fore y’all heard nardo wick, i was in they hood screaming out, “who want smoke?”
[?] who the next to go?

[verse 2]
twenty*one glocks in the booth with drill, no lie, i’m on savage mode
heard he lost a partner then another partner, and he still dissing? (still)
n*gga in the booth more than the street, f*ck n*gga, get to spinning (get out there)
n*gga take my dog, i get my mask and get to f*cking tripping (k!ll ’em)
n*gga speak on rocket, gotta die, that’s one of the consequences
grady baby but i send my ho to get them percs for [?] (boot up)
caught some bodies, lost the count, f*ck n*gga, god my witness (god my witness)
7.62s leave a whole lot of holes in your body, think that a shark had bit him (pick him up)

- baby drill lyrics

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