DRILL – LYRICS


Talk on my name, get touched, splash I love it, I do it in public, spartan thug. Go op block any day anytime cah we are way too comfy. And them hoes telling hoes that they are mine, the are uh uh way too fuckery.

Chat to the fed no way, that is dead, like how could you chat to the pigs?. Sparta karma, express my feelings and torment pricks, blade in my hand true my shank game sick. 

Heard that the other side wanted me dead, but they don’t try oh well they lose. – Brukshot (LOSKI)

 

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