Drill Ain’t Dead SleazyWorld Go

[Intro]
Ayy, Troy, you know we got us one, right?
I'm in this bitch with no jewelry on (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Takin' this bitch, I'm takin' this shit back to the streets, nigga (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, who made that shit, nigga?
The trenches, nigga
Foolio

[Chorus]
They said drill is dead (Yeah, turn me up, nigga)
Uh-huh, yap, yap, yeah
I want a nigga to catch a body to this
Nigga, drill ain't dead, nigga
You niggas ain't say no shit

[Verse 1]
Huh, get up on 'em close, we just up the score (Get on 'em, yeah)
The way we park shit on this block, they don't bend it no more
Opps name Bennett 'cause they act like they ain't in it no more (Bitch-ass nigga)
Pull the switch up on the Glock, the opps seem like they in slow-mo (Grrah)
Catch a body for me, nigga (For real)
Paid for a hit from just my promo (Huh?)
All these glizzies come with dicks and fuck shit, nigga, no homo (No homo)
If it ain't no smoke, you better make sure that I know (Better make sure I know, nigga)

[Verse 2]
Put this switch to a nigga ass, give him a spankin', thought he was tough (Get on 'em)
Shots hit his head for doin' too much thinkin', called his bluff (Dumbass)
Thought I wouldn't pull up until shots started ringin' (Come on, come on)
The opps got too much time up on their hands 'cause ain't no paper in it (Ain't no paper)
Better use your head before you lose it, nigga, think with it (Oh, bitch-ass)
I get killers killed, that gun you got, you still ain't safe with it (For real, nigga)
What you think I got this money for? Nigga, I ain't finna play with it (I ain't finna play)
.223s and 5.56 shoot through houses and through bricks (Yeah)
ARPs black out in Drakes, don't shit shoot faster than a switch (Yeah, yeah)
I love my Glock just like my bitch
I make this bitch blow you a kiss
I make this bitch give you a hug
Shots wrapped around this shit, uh (Get on 'em, get on 'em, uh)