Grill Muzik Y2 (Ft. Laced Farmer)

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[Chorus]
This is not drill music
This is I'm stuntin on all of my ops
Probably hidden in hill music
Just popped a perc'
Gotta smirk on my face like the Amazon logo
The pills do it
This that I don't even smile in my pictures
Unless I gotta a grill in my mouth
Bitch I'm still boomin'
I got soldiers but this is not drill music
This is that stack or you starve
Carry weight for my dawgs
Keep the scale moving
We ain't outside
We inside with that blikka
See what that surveill doing
I'm bout to go crazy
My nigga say he'll lace me up
Like he selling a shoe in for retail
Mug on my face when I'm showing my grill
Cuz I already seen hell
I'm thinking bout six on the bottom and six on the top like De-vil
As above so below
Diamonds on all of them hoes likе polygamist
Might say fuck twelve and get all twеnty four
Cuz I don't fuck with piglets
I got some choppers