“Been through a lot before i was a man, but the struggles made who i am, I was in the field FUCK a helping hand getting to it the best way I can, I was selling drugs they don’t understand, ain’t nobody teach me how to scam. Most my niggas broke wasn’t apart of the plan, do this shit for them coming up wit bands” - Lee Drilly
After he says “like talk on the bros so you know that it’s lit” wat my son drilly say after that I could not understand this nigga fast talkin 😭😭 song still fiya 🔥
[Intro] Gang, Gang, Gang Gang Gang Drilly Lee Drilly (Lee Drilly) 94Gz no Gz like these you heard, we jack Bs you jack bigger Bs, drop my shit we gon' let it squeeze [Chorus] Do a hit out then reach for the whip (Shoot the whip) Like talk on the bros so you know that it’s lit Free Spazz, still packin’ opps out the crib (Free Spazz) Tryna spin put hot ones in this shit Opps dead, how more up could it get? (Like what?) They ain’t pree, we was spinnin’ in tints Niggas talkin’ bout I ain’t touch a Crip (Like what?) Let alone what I do to they strip Do a hit out then reach for the whip (Shoot the whip) Like talk on the bros so you know that it’s lit Free Spazz, still packin’ opps out the crib (Free Spazz) Tryna spin, put hot ones in this shit Opps dead, how more up could it get? (Like what?) They ain’t pree, we was spinnin’ in tints Niggas talkin’ bout I ain’t touch a Crip (Like what?) Let alone what I do to they strip [Verse One] Lost my mans feelin' to this day (RIP) When I catch you, [?] (On bro) Say you smokin' on who?, now say it to his face Bet this .40 put him in this place Lee Drilly most hated, keep it on my waist (I’ma keep it) Keep lurkin', I can't catch a case Spin with 32s 'n' 38s, boomin' at the strip, 'n' it's gon' leave a trace (At all) [Verse Two] Bring home a girly when I wanna hit Wit' the cap, then I gotta spin Back my dick, I slap it on her lips (Eat me) Amy crazy, swallowin' my kids Free my brothers crazy doin' bids (Free MB) Politicin' pushin' back ya wig (Boom, boom) Y'all rap on [?] but we rap what we did (On bro) I'm really talkin' on what I live (No kizzy) [Verse Three] Yo, you put on ya glasses, then you put on ya mask (Yo B, Yo B) You through the front, yeah I go through the back I'm gon' get to boomin', you gon' let it clap (Boom, Boom) Everybody dies, everybody's wack (Grrah, Grrah, Boom) Dippin' off the scene, now we movin' tact All these niggas cappin', gotta talk the facts They know who responsible for most the packs (Us) Get back gang never got back (At all) [Verse Four] Niggas know I'm wit' it, I don't take a deal (Never) Movin' how I want, actin' how I feel (Facts) Niggas playin’ games, in the streets for real 94 killa, who y'all niggas killed? Tryna backdoor, niggas got the drop Mans got killed, they take it on the hop Spinnin' everyday, killa got locked Tell my niggas focus spinnin' on the opps [Chorus] Do a hit out then reach for the whip (Shoot the whip) Like talk on the bros so you know that it’s lit Free Spazz, still packin’ opps out the crib (Free Spazz) Tryna spin put hot ones in this shit Opps dead, how more up could it get? (Like what?) They ain’t pree, we was spinnin’ in tints Niggas talkin’ bout I ain’t touch a Crip (Like what?) Let alone what I do to they strip Do a hit out then reach for the whip (Shoot the whip) Like talk on the bros so you know that it’s lit Free Spazz, still packin’ opps out the crib (Free Spazz) Tryna spin put hot ones in this shit Opps dead, how more up could it get? (Like what?) They ain’t pree, we was spinnin’ in tints Niggas talkin’ bout I ain’t touch a Crip (Like what?) Let alone what I do to they strip [Verse Five]: So how they smokin’ KDub? (Like how?) When these bitches got ate up (Ate) And got kicked out, no they can’t lay up No gun, got the blick you get shaped up like Niggas wanna play tough (Stay playin’) Gotta get your weight up Jack your set, when you see me don’t play dumb (Pussy) With the Dummy feelin’ wanna spray sum [Verse Six] Been through a lot before I was a man (Facts (On bro)) Put the struggles made me who I am I was in the field, fuck a helpin’ hand (At all) Gettin’ to it the best way I can I was selling drugs, they don’t understand (Gang) Ain’t nobody teach me how to scam (Gang gang gang) Most my niggas broke, wasn’t part the plan (Gang gang gang) Do this shit for them, come up with the bands (Grrah, grrah grrah grrah boom) [Verse Seven] Just got new pack, mix it with the buss up (Mix it) And I’m chilling in the spot, so I’m gun up (Oh my God) But I ain’t never slippin’ keep my gun tucked (Tuck it) Case one of these bitch niggas run up Oh you tryna fight?, nigga got me fucked up (Stupid) Them days behind me, [?] But I had to chill cause I’m on the come up Smart niggas live longer than tough ones [Verse Eight] Bitches wanna do me cos I’m gettin’ money (Thotty) All these bitches hoes, can’t get nuttin’ from me (Dummy) Tell a bitch [?] Posting pics on Snap, [?] And I talk about the G, nigga that was my muddy Drilly to the Gzz, nigga livin’ [?] Stompin’ on his head, hoppin’ like a bunny .40 on my lap, everythin’ for Dummy [Chorus]: Do a hit out then reach for the whip Like talk on the bros so you know that it’s lit Free Spazz, still packin’ opps out the crib Tryna spin, put hot ones in this shit Opps dead, how more up could it get? They ain’t pree, we was spinnin’ in tints Niggas talkin’ bout I ain’t touch a Crip Let alone what I do to they strip Do a hit out then reach for the whip Like talk on the bros so you know that it’s lit Free Spazz, still packin’ opps out the crib Tryna spin, put hot ones in this shit Opps dead, how more up could it get? They ain’t pree, we was spinnin’ in tints Niggas talkin’ bout I ain’t touch a Crip Let alone what I do to they strip
