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Drill Cappers DThang

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Drill Cappers - DThang
[Intro]
(Halftime on the beat, so you know it's a banger)
Look, gang, gang, gang (Grrah, grrah)
Ayo, free Tdot, free Edai (Grrah, grrah)
RPT, four-sev', four-sev', like (Told Stunna, "Don't geek")
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put a O before my Y, like (Never put a O before— Like, even my guela know that)

[Verse 1]
Like, I heard the shit that you said (Like, what?)
You talk on my name like y'all don't know what I do (Like, how?)
Like, I'll still slide on the opps (Like, skrrt, boom, boom, boom)
I'm on parole, I know Stunna gon' shoot
He said, "DThang, just roll down the window" (Like, what?)
I tell him, "Walk down, nigga, hop out and shoot (Like, get that nigga)
And if he try to run, rule numbеr two, you better put him on the nеws" (Like, get that nigga)
'Cause they know we don't play with the opps (For sure)
And they know what I did on they block (On bro)
Like, and rule number one, if you dissing the dead, then you better stay with your Glock (Grrah, grrah)
Oh, there go a opp, so he gotta drop (So he gotta go)
I'ma keep clickin', clickin' 'til it stop (Gang, gang, gang)
Fell in love with the drugs, know I gotta stop, like (Gang, gang, gang)

[Chorus]
And I gotta run up the bag (On bro)
I gotta chase me a check (Like, what?)
Like, she wanna fuck, she saw my wrist and she saw the ice on my neck (Gang, gang, gang)
Like, look at my drip, look at my kicks, she love the way that I step (RPT, four-sev', four-sev')
When I step in the room, everybody take pictures 'cause they know this young nigga next (On bro, on gang)
Like, what did you do for your block? (Like, what?)
I never heard that you spinned (We wanna know)
A lot of y'all niggas got shot (Like)
I'm praying the judge free all of my friends (Free my hearts)
Oh, you think this shit is a joke? (Like, what?)
Oh, you think this shit is a game? (Gang, gang, gang)
Like, how you gon' text me askin' for a song and you know we smokin' his brain? (Like, what?)
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