Drillin Off 67, Dimzy, R6, ST & Itch

[Intro: Dimzy x R6]
Drillers, trappers
R6, ITCH, ST, Dimzy
Niggas know
Money, power, respect

[Hook: Dimzy]
Don’t piss my drillers off
Cos certified man’s drilling off
Hammer time, we let spinners off
Bro foot down, man’s skidding off
Don’t piss me off
Cause CID’s tryna get me got
But I’m still stepping on all these blocks
With spinners then when we lurk on opps
I smoke too much pot
I put on work on any block
If I need a stretch, bro whip that up
Package it, then man send that up
In a party, with a .40
And hella bitches throwing 6ixties up
Skengs in trucks, that’s risky stuff
In skengs we trust, with these things 'n stuff

[Verse 1: R6]
Beef ain’t dead, it’s cracking
6ixties are winning the beef
Why pee yourself when we come?
Run off, leave all your G's
Itch and Siz will skrr round there, like, who wants tea?
Free Pulla, that’s bro
Fuck a judge 'cah they mocked my bro
Bang till I’m old
In skengs we trust, what a code
Chop up the snow
Man'a banked that, then I do road
Line on hold
We do an opp, now we can’t do road
You got chinged, how could you leave bro?
Niggas trap so the people will know
Manna get bits of the amm'
On the ends search round for the low
Re-up, re-up, three plugs
If you know then you know how it goes
Raw in the dotty, plus the amm'
Laying low dodging plain clothes
Opps don’t come to the 6
But I’m still lurky with my woes
Been on the drive with Sticks
Like who really wan' get poled?
Left the .4's in the car
Can’t believe that shit got towed
Went and got that back
Losses kills my zone
Double up when I reload