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Spotemgottem – Drill Lyrics

Posted on 22/02/2021 by Admin

[Intro]
[?] keep [?]
You know we ain't trippin'
We just gon' up the score every time
We all gotta die

[Chorus]
I drop that shit that make you bop your noggin (Bop your noggin)
Everywhere I go, shooters around me (Shooters around me)
She got a lil' ass on her, I told her pop it (C'mon let's pop it)
Met a caramel bitch, she call me papi (Call me papi)
Can get no more prescriptions, 'cause I'm too full off lean (Too full on lean)
She say she wanted love, she's tryna run back to me (Why you won't love me?)
We both had fifty shots, we tryna gеt equally (Tryna get equally)
Thе grim reaper talking, but I wanna do it soon

[Verse]
Real, enough, for me to believe (Why would I believe?)
That he, the one who take your souls and it ain't me (It ain't me)
My rivals, you should never be with one of them, gon' be deceased (R.I.P.)
The roof, recline, this a double R, let back your seat (Let back your seat)
Your murder shit, me murder 'round the track with Pistol Pete
Dior be the sneak, I told her go bring out the latest freaks
Where you at, ah c'est la vie
Your secret's safe with me
We only play for keeps
I only take for me (I only take for me)
I got me a lick, bitch (I got me a lick)
You eatin' dick too fast, you got the stick on me bitch
This seventeen got killed, but I think I wanna switch (I think I wanna switch)
When she don't wanna talk [?] she brung her friends (come on, bring your friends)
I do 'em in (I did 'em in)
It's the demon again (The eagle again)

Spin on blocks, spin again
Can't get him hatin' me (I gotta admit)
They did it again, full moon, hit 'em again (Aha)
Jump over the car, hit 'em up in his bed (f*ck him in that bed)
[?], I'm supersize with money
There ain't nothing like me (There ain't nothing like me)
She want all name brands on my Nikes (She don't want no Nikes)
I'm mackin' hoes like L. L. Cool J in the '90s (Like in the '90s)
I'ma give the game to all my lil' ones to be just like me (Aye, f*ck this shit, feel me?)
This bitch right here trippin', she say she love me (You love me?)
Come on, you can't be with me, I can't be your hubby (I won't be your hubby)
The only thing you good for is caressin' me, yah ey (Caressin' me)
She want love, but that's too dangerous for me (It ain't for me, nah)
Who can I trust? This shit here get ugly (It get ugly)
Hah, I can't even get my raise, that shit ugly ([?])
[Chorus]
I drop that shit that make you bop your noggin (Bop your noggin)
Everywhere I go, shooters around me (Shooters around me)
She got a lil' ass on her, I told her pop it (C'mon let's pop it)
Met a caramel bitch, she call me papi (Call me papi)
Can get no more prescriptions, 'cause I'm too full off lean (Too full on lean)
She say she wanted love, she's tryna run back to me (Why you won't love me?)
We both had fifty shots, we tryna get equally (Tryna get equally)
The grim reaper talking, but I wanna do it soon

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