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lee drilly - on the radar freestyle - lee drilly lyrics

[intro]
grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
lee drilly
94gz, no gz like these, you heard? jack bs, jack bigger bs, drop my sh*t, we gon’ let it squeeze
look, listen

[verse]
i will never play, everybody k!ller, ebk
i’m on 187, doa
lil loc got up with ’em, free the gang
and your b*tch is a smoochie, eat the gang
bangin’ at your kufi, leave ’em, gang
pop out from the cut, he don’t see the gang
n*ggas diss, but they wish they could be the gang, on bro
opp b*tches like rentals, yeah, we use them, but they gotta go back
i got bread on my mental, free my jail n*ggas that need a app
give ’em lead like a pencil, sh*t permanent, can’t erase that
move wock, i’ma bend you, i don’t care what you did, a tough n*gga get clapped
and i’m uptownk, but i’m jacking the ‘view
shout out 1300, you know what we do
if he talkin’ on rah, then we raising the roof
so it’s skigangk, fat boy got
said, “i wanna get ate, treat my d*ck like it’s food, but i might just f*ck depending on the mood”
i know she see the drip, get her wet like a pool, give her strokes from the side just to sleep it off
off days, i be stepping in louis
still rocking amiris, so everything gucci
these hoes is starting to confuse me
f*ck everyone else that’s tryna cuff ya
n*ggas dropping, i’m making a movie
two deep, two chops, two jets screamin’ whoopty
me and mb like riley and huey
since i rap, n*ggas mad these b*tches wanna do me
in a renty with it
n*ggas act like it’s love, see the envy in it
yeah, i f*ck with some trends, i ain’t trendy with it
shake that ass for the whoopty, get jetty with it
it gets heavy with it
once these hoes see the bag, get friendly with it
don’t be selfish, get ya bestie in it
threesome go crazy, get s*xy with it, like
tough with everyone else, he gon’ fold this time
heard, but he told this time
catch a makk or a crip up on 065
move tact’, let it rip when i blow this kn*b, but hold on
said the ‘ooters arrived, know what goes on
and a ‘ooter could die, me and e back to back, we like kobe and shaq
how y’all livin’ like yellow if he in a—
anyways, got a bad b*tch moppin’ me off, don’t ask no questions, just top me off
eat the soul out of me, she gon’ swallow it all, too deeming with it, not stopping at all
grrah, grrah, grrah, boom, straight popping it off
doa, sevk, ain’t no flockas left
he get hit with a 9 ’cause he dropping my 4s
stop mentionin’ blizzy, he not from the—
i been hearin’ it since i was young
’cause i talk how i want and not nothing get done
said, “one day, i’ma meet the right one,” but ain’t been stabbed, stunned, not shot, nor punked
that ain’t happen, someone in a blunt
’cause i stay with a gun, make it hot like the sun
get the drop then i go on a hunt
get bullets for lunch, might throw up a lot
how you makin’ these songs if you hidin’ from me? and you not on your block, stop lying to me
i know an opp that i’m dying to see
and none of these n*ggas applied it on me
i got a lil’ demon on timing for me, if i pass her the pole, know she riding for me
like, if i do a hit, shorty drivin’ for me
jack the jet when we f*ck, she gon’ fly it
tell ’em, “get back,” mans died, they know who did that
hop up out of the cut like, “who is that?”
la spot ’em, got ’em, then we clip that, like
is you with that? or you droppin’ the jet ’cause you missed that?
puttin’ lies in your song like it’s big facts
made the news before i made a diss track, glah, glah, boom

- lee drilly lyrics

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