SGM – #DRILLFREESTYLE Lyrics
Artist: SGM
Song: #DRILLFREESTYLE
Verse 1: MBRK
I’m not trippin over ya’
Addicted like opium
Bullets pneumonia, up in his lungs
You salty like sodium [I’m] valuable rhodium
He talkin sh#t, but he ain’t got no drum
Call me yelan im elegant
All the while, keeping all the opposition strung
Please step back off my sack
It’s no cap when I say im finna blow like gas pumps
Yeah, li’l bro you ain’t pimp
Your fit is all leather you ain’t really kitted lil jit’
You really just look like a gimp
He tried to spin on my block wit a tiny #ss Glock
So now he gon walk wit a limp
Call me a quincy I’m never missin’
Gettin’ visions, you know that he gave me a schrift
Script, that’s what I write
Talkin’ down, pleasе get outta my sight
It do not phase me, im finna snipе
More rings than Russel,l y’all death blighted
I’ll go ignite it, pre-ordained it’s already decided
Too much gold, you’d think that I’m Midas
b#tches touchy, but I do not mind it
Hah you gotta respect
I got yo hoe she be my pet
I ain’t even qualified to be a vet
Guess I’m a veteran in the game
You know it’s stumble gang, that’s the name
I was choppin’ up samples epiphany
Yo girl singin’ my symphonies
Verse 2: Zai
I just got to poppin’, presidential pockets
If he talkin’ mess, than I know where he lack
I just f#ckin’ walked in, if he start the talkin’ then a n#gg# gon pop out the cut in a wrath
Bah, bah
Shawty said my dick was heaven sent, sh#t was so good sayin’ ad libs
Fah, fah
In the crib we never had sh#t
Robbin n#gg#s, put the MAC in
We living that life [yeah
Kill a n#gg# for the right price, uh huh
East side, he don’t f#ck wit my clique why you pullin outta knife? Uh huh
In time, you gon see what my dick gon do to yo wife, uh huh
On the grind, like day and night you gon’ see stumble on sight, ya dig?
Okay, that n#gg# he trippin’
The n#gg#s he live wit’, don’t give pot piss in
I hardly go hard on a beat, but I’m trippin’
Like what mo said when I just f#ckin undeafened
I got a .2 and a .40, a clip it’s unloaded
For n#gg#s to just let it bang
Me n my gang
We gon pull up to yo block and go boom, boom like a range, damn
Verse 3: JustViGi
Walk around, choppa get ready to spit
Cause’ yo’ b#tch be the one that i hit
Zai got the heater while i got the blade
Swishin n slashin give that boy a fade
Do it one time and i do it again
Pull out the stick he thought it was a pen
Boy think he perfect like mf ken
Ain’t bulletproof, choppa repent
I hit yo’ b#tch for the 1 time
Now she tryna get back in yo’ lifetime
Talkin on stumble a blade to yo neck
If you talkin on gang and yo body a wreck
Vigi and Zai and Mo up on the scene
Textin’ yo b#tch but she leave you on seen
Huh, tragic ha
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Release Year: 2022