Addicted Digga D

[Intro]
Aight, look
Aight, yo

[Pre-Chorus]
I try and tell them not to glide, but then I would be a hypocrite
I'm stealin' ringer whips, still spinnin' it
I'm still grippin' it, I'm still dippin' shit
Can't you tell that I'm addicted to this drillin' shit?

[Chorus]
This drillin' shit, this drillin' shit
I'm addicted to this drillin' shit
This drillin' shit (Look), this drillin' shit (Yo)
I'm addicted to this drillin' shit

[Verse]
Every time I try and relax
I see some verbal and have a relapse
Videos of me and bro with like three straps
Drill's got our generation like some B-Cats, you see that?
When Shambillion was tryna detox
He got fifteen because of three opps
Make it beat in my hands, I don't beatbox
I'm like a cat on crack in OT spots
I call a Brit', some Reebok
Can't you see I'm itchin'? I need a fuckin' fix
Now I'm on the other side with sticks and rubber grips
.45 kicks, like thе stamps on the bricks
He's livin' off of borrowed timе, prolific with the ticks
I put stones on a pipe (Pipe)
And when it smoke GSR in the air, I'm gettin' high
I ain't injectin', B, I'd rather inject my knife
I don't wait for the dark, I'll smoke him in the light