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tms - lee drilly lyrics

[intro: lee drilly and dthang]
94gz no gz like these you heard
gang, gang, gang gang gang
jack bs, jack bigger bs drop my sh*t we gon’ let it squeeze
rpt, 4sev 4sev (beat by yamaica productions, baby)
tdot wit’ me
free edai
gang
stunna don’t geek

[verse 1: lee drilly and dthang]
i’m wit’ leaky, you know we done [?] trends (glah)
if we don’t got the gun, we gon’ bend ’em (glah glah glah boom)
n*gga talking on dummy, we send him (like what?)
to the morgue, i ain’t talkin’ the regular (gang gang gang)
noah got dizzy, (noah) dead kid name in the bible we sent him to heaven (grrrrt bow)
talk on the gang, you gon’ learn your lesson
but drillygzzk is more like a death wish (gang, gang gang gang)
if you flashing the bag we need all that (like)
f*ck the [?] baby, i bought that (grrrrt bow)
tdot wit’ me, you know he in all black (gang)
so you know it get lit when he draw that (gang gang gang)
tell the opps structure up and move more tact
‘cause they keep getting beat, need to fall back (like what?)
opp got chased 30 times, what you call that (like)
call that mali, he need to do more track (gang gang gang)
heard n*ggas lost 2 mans, in one year
and n0body died yet (like what?)
that’s just bad vibes, y’all live sad lives (grrrrrrrrrrrrrt)
ain’t took sh*t on the hop yet (bow!)
we feel free when we spin through they projects (like)
tuckin’ and bussin’, i’ma leave you objects (gang gang gang)
don’t talk about beef that we never droppin’ (gang gang gang)
jacob died wit’ his gun and he meet the prophet (grrrrrrt)
hol’ on, get low (what?)
sent a shot and they ducked like limbo (limbo)
catch a rey, he get popped like pimples (pimples)
don’t got the gun, throw jabs like kimbo (gang gang gang)
[?] bimbo (like) (facts)
and this n*gga’s as big as a hippo (hippo)
might get a dp if i miss though (grrrrrrt)
[?] , yeah we lightin’ up his disco ([?])
yellow got popped, his life worth 15 (what?)
p*ssy got k!lled, he was like 16 (gang)
lil’ locc died, put him on a big screen (gang)
catch [?], my n*ggas gon’ lift him (gang gang gang)
[?] get punched, n*ggas gon’ blitz him (like)
junior got spliffed, bro had big dreams
noah was [?], went out like a pipsqueak (noah)
and we see the opps, i told stunna don’t geek (gang gang gang)
n*ggas ran on they block, hopeless (what?)
me and edai we in [?] (free bro)
lil bro dthang an mb is totin’ (on bro) and they catch an opp then you know we gon’ roll ’em (gang gang gang)
don’t care if he goonin’ or rollin’, (at all) make sure he an opp
that’s on [?] we smoke ’em (gang gang gang)
yeah we laugh but don’t think that we jokin’ (grrrrrt)
two poles deep, double m when i’m throwin’ (gang gang gang)
free nas, he locked in them d*mn chains (free bro)
tote on chops, we ain’t playing no hand games (at all)
lil’ b*tch hold the gun in her f*nny (like)
f*ck her face, it look like she ate mayonnaise (gang gang gang)
can’t help it, i’m stuck in my d*mn ways (at all)
remember days i was riding them d*mn trains
now the money is right with my fanbase (grrrrrt)
free spazz drilly, that’s the campaign (rpt)
[verse 2: dthang]
it’s like all of my opps be laced (grrrrt)
and do nothing but videos (like what?)
how you talk on my name, but don’t do what they say
see kay, get crushed like a cheerio (like, suck my d*ck)
but i feel like these n*ggas don’t hear me though (like what?)
see kay get crushed like a cheerio (grrrrt)
like, (gang) see kay get crushed like a cheerio, like
see kay get*, gang gang gang
and i’m on my boss sh*t (like)
next opp that i catch, he getting a forklift (grrrt)
i know tdot gon’ off him (uh*huh)
told ’em aim for the head, [?] (rpt)
we just dangerous, and they know rpt put up poles and we sanctioned, like (grrrrt)
(shawty a thot)
faking, and she all in my cup like “dthang, what you drinking?”, like (smoochie)
but she wanna swallow my s*m*n (like what?)
but i’m from the streets, she know i’m a demon (like)
she wanna swallow my s*m*n (like what?)
but i’m from the streets, she know i’m a demon
we gon’ backtrack
they keep sucking my d*ck for a picture on snapchat, like
and it’s not me (at all)
but they don’t got drills, so they saying anything, like (suck my d*ck)
so they tussle up?
sha ek little sister got shot, i don’t give a f*ck, like (at all, at all)
and it’s farther than dead, n*gga (what?)
i told tdot to roll ’em up, like
if they jacking oy, we gon’ fill ’em up, hit ’em up
we gon’ hit ’em up (grrrt bow)
if they jacking oy, we gon’ fill ’em up (suck my d*ck, oyk)
we gon’*
i get disrespectful, they keep talking on woo so the gunnaz gon’ get up wit’ you, like
if they jackin’ the opps, [?] (grrrt, rpt)
it’s like, how many dead n*ggas do y’all got? (like what?)
free the guys, they score like a wock (grrrt)
so they gon’ keep dissing my block (like what?)
so we gon’ keep f*cking they thots (hd)
pop out, it’s a movie (like what?)
we got bottles, gang toting toolies (gang gang gang)
we live (gang)
rpt putting on for the guys (rpt)
don’t hide (grrrt)
stunna pop out, leave ’em fried
[outro: dthang]
gang gang gang
don’t geek
gang gang gang
it’s that dthang n*gga, make it get jiggy before we shoot ’em, you heard?

- lee drilly lyrics

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