Drill
Pvrx
GENRE
Chorus
Put him in the ground, got a passion for the dirt
Glizzy matching his and hers
And my bitch movin quanchy she keep a ratchet in her purse
And we active and alert, we ain't gotta triple lap we always catch one on the first
Verse
Clean the spot the shit get sanitized
Slide by myself, ain't gotta send the guys
I just got the drop hope I get there in time
Good with the plug, could get it 10 a time
Catch him when he home, that nigga getting fried
Ain't ????? they terrifiеd
Niggas 2 faced, like a gemini
Wе don't fear them guys, nigga we ain't scared of them guys
We hop out like there he go
He firing and stay low
I got killer instincts, bitch I think I think I'm ??
Leave 100 cases give a fuck I got a case more
Nigga it's the same old, nigga it's the same old
Still got the shot, was on that angle
Had to end that shit quick, cause she ain't got no angles
They follow me just like the gang code
Ridin in the same clothes, slidin let the rain go
Niggas tryna send for me
Orchestrate the hit just like a symphony
Turn up to that shit, ain't got no sympathy
Steppin on them big squares, no billie jean
I'm married to that blue steel up in my jeans
Shoutout to the Dejesvs but I'm with the G's
Ain't nothin in me but this hennesy
Pull up with no mask on, remember me
Outro
Glizzy matching his and hers
And my bitch movin quanchy she keep a ratchet in her purse
And we active and alert, we ain't gotta triple lap we always catch one on the first
Glizzy matching his and hers
And my bitch movin quanchy she keep a ratchet in her purse
And we active and alert, we ain't gotta triple lap we always catch one on the first
Put him in the ground, got a passion for the dirt
Glizzy matching his and hers
And my bitch movin quanchy she keep a ratchet in her purse
And we active and alert, we ain't gotta triple lap we always catch one on the first
Verse
Clean the spot the shit get sanitized
Slide by myself, ain't gotta send the guys
I just got the drop hope I get there in time
Good with the plug, could get it 10 a time
Catch him when he home, that nigga getting fried
Ain't ????? they terrifiеd
Niggas 2 faced, like a gemini
Wе don't fear them guys, nigga we ain't scared of them guys
We hop out like there he go
He firing and stay low
I got killer instincts, bitch I think I think I'm ??
Leave 100 cases give a fuck I got a case more
Nigga it's the same old, nigga it's the same old
Still got the shot, was on that angle
Had to end that shit quick, cause she ain't got no angles
They follow me just like the gang code
Ridin in the same clothes, slidin let the rain go
Niggas tryna send for me
Orchestrate the hit just like a symphony
Turn up to that shit, ain't got no sympathy
Steppin on them big squares, no billie jean
I'm married to that blue steel up in my jeans
Shoutout to the Dejesvs but I'm with the G's
Ain't nothin in me but this hennesy
Pull up with no mask on, remember me
Outro
Glizzy matching his and hers
And my bitch movin quanchy she keep a ratchet in her purse
And we active and alert, we ain't gotta triple lap we always catch one on the first
Glizzy matching his and hers
And my bitch movin quanchy she keep a ratchet in her purse
And we active and alert, we ain't gotta triple lap we always catch one on the first
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