FK Everybody
Lee Drilly
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Shoutout Yamaica (Look, like)
Like, huh?
Yo, free TDot (Okay, okay), free B Lane,
Free Edai, free Stunna
Free Lotti
Free my hearts, nigga
Free the pack niggas, free the rich niggas (Demons)
Free RR, Free Gwuap
Free DrillyGzzly, nigga (Free DrillyGzzly, nigga)
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom (Word)
Yo, free my hearts (Grrah)
RPT, 4sev'-4sev' (Grrah), like, like, huh?
Free all my brothers, y'all know how we bop, like
To the Rose, to the Rock (Grrt, grrah-grrah, boom)
Scream RPT, she turned into a thot, like (RPT)
Now she givin' the drop (Grrt)
It's a situation when we post on they block (Like what?)
They tuckin' them scalpels, they runnin' the rock (Like, what? At all)
Free Edai, a demon, like (Free my heart)
Mr. Set-It-Off, just to go to the box (Like, what, like, huh?)
We be speedin' in cars, screamin', "Hop out the V" (Boom, boom)
I told Reefy, "Walk up and just creep" (Get that nigga)
And the way I be billin' like a song on repeat (Like, get that nigga)
Catch me a shh, you know I'ma tweak, like, huh?
They know I'm elite, like, huh? (Like what?)
I cannot link her, huh? (At all)
'Cause shorty, she mixy (Like, what?)
She was screamin', "Uh-huh", she got smacked wit' the glizzy (Uh-huh)
Last O got turned to a mystery (RPT)
I told Gunna, "Slide up wit' artillery" (Gang-gang-gang)
And she used to front back then (Like, how?)
Now she ask like, "Do you remember me?" (Like, what? Like, how?)
Baby girl, I'm just matchin' your energy (Suck my dick)
All the Perkys just fuck up my memory (Perky)
All you hear is, "RPT" (Grrt, boom-boom-boom)
If he diss in the morning, gon' die by the noon
I know Catcher, he bought him a broom
Say what? It's lit? (Grrt)
Out on bond, I got caught wit' a stick (Like, how?)
But I got a new chop, like (Like, what?)
'Cause I heard there's new opps, like (Suck my dick)
They just talk, but they never do shit (At all)
I told Reemo to poke up his ribs (Get that nigga)
And the opps doin' bad in the 4 (Suck my dick, nigga)
DrillyGzzly keep poppin' they door (Grrah-grrah, boom)
And the opps doin' bad in the Rose, like (Grrt)
Gang-gang-gang
Free TMac, free Edai, free BG, free TDot
On bro, they come home, then it's lit (On bro, on bro)
Niggas talk on my block, but they never did shit (Like, what?)
Stunna Geek, Mr. Hop-Out-And-Blitz (Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
DThang gon' slide, ain't no warnin'
Tell him, "Get on 'em" (At all, at all)
Please do not run when we spin (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Run up on me, then I'm scorin', bullets start pourin' (Like, what?)
If it jam, he get beat wit' the grip (Nigga, suck my dick)
They stay on the net 'til they see us in person (Like, what?)
Off a perky, put knock in her Birkin (Gang-gang-gang, nigga)
Smokin' they niggas while they really hurtin' (On Bro)
Step on court, better duck when I'm purgin'
Tell that nigga, "Come spin on a dirt bike"
I know Gunna pop out and get on 'em (Like, like)
Never lackin', I stay wit' the burner (At all, at all)
True bender with me, keep knocks on the corner
How they smokin' on bro, they got how many packs? (Like, what?)
Why the opps got my name on they tracks?
Say niggas keep dyin', like, come and get back (Like, like)
Cannot lack, gotta stay wit' the strap, (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Gang
Me and Gunna on court, playin' defense (Grrt, boom)
Any opp run up, we gon' leave 'em (Boom-boom-boom)
Like, fuck it, hop out, send shots, now he leanin' (RPT)
We gon' creep through the front, we gon' leave through the back
Me and Reefy in all black
Y'all know what's goin' on (Grrrt, boom-boom-boom)
And the Bridge never playin' they block (At all)
And the Courts never send no shots (Like, what? Like, what?)
I catch Bdot, might go out like Trippy
I catch Mhady, just swear that he trip (Grrt-boom)
It get nasty
Spin through the Hill tryna' catch a OY (OY-K)
Then to the Rey 'cause we look for Sosa
Hop out the V 'cause we bend on both sides, like
It get hot outside, so y'all better not slip
Move tac', two poles, me and Kev's on the strip with the brick outside
We gotta just blitz
Told 'em, "Park up, who this?" like
Hop out, walk up, don't miss, like
And no, we not aimin' for legs
Hop out, walk up, don't miss, like
And no, we not aimin' for legs (At all, at all)
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
If you try to beat me, you better off quittin' (Like, what?)
I can't stop, I'm a man on a mission (Gang, gang-gang-gang)
Separate real life from the fiction (Wait)
Martin Luther's Dream, that's what made me vision (Grrah-grrah, boom)
She ain't gettin' in unless she let me hit it (At all)
Only sessions when she payin' visit
Opps can't travel, got them on they pivot (Like)
Hope y'all catchin' my drift (Gang), so just listen (Gang-gang-gang)
Nigga prolly' died thinkin' it was sweet (Like, what?)
Totin' .6, walkin' wit' the heat
Havin' niggas runnin' 'til it got deep (Keep runnin')
Now I keep a knocker walkin' down the street
All these bitches on me, they like, "Yo, that's Lee" (Lee Drilly)
Gave her interest, shorty took a leap
Asked her can eat me, really used her teeth (Gang, gang)
Told her, "Never mind, baby go be free" (Gang-gang-gang)
Gettin' Hound, paper money is a must (Whoopty)
Free the guys, in Dummy gang, we trust
Disrespectin' bros thinkin' that you tough
I ain't gettin' mad (Never), another bites the dust (Never)
Gettin' hoes since three, couldn't even fuck
Fifteen years later, now I'm gettin' rump (Always)
If you on that block, then you out of luck
Bitches shot too (Like), hot girl summer what? (Gang-gang-gang)
And it's free MB, first to let off shots (Like, what?)
Freed us, first to own a chop (Grrah-grrah, boom)
OJ home, first to hit a opp (Free the gang)
Money first (Free the guys) to run up in the spot (E-Wuu)
Talk about me? Boy, I did a lot (Like, what)
First young nigga on the block (Gang)
Drillin' like a demon, put him in a box (Like)
Send that bitch to Blay, she tryna' meet the Flocks (For sure)
Puerto Rican plug, hit 'em for the keys (Like)
On the way back watchin' for the Ds
If they try to get me, it's a high-speed
Trigger finger itchin', think they gave me fleas
Lil' bitch a demon, movin' like she Eve
Ate the apple, spittin' up the seeds
They ain't never teach me about Birds And The Bees
I was learnin' how to shoot at C's
Ride around thirty, Double take the wheel (Facts)
I'm a QB, throwin' in the field
And we grew up different, ramen was the meal
So don't tell me how the fuck to feel (At all, grrah-grrah)
I gotta hit you dos, don't tell me how to drill (Grrah-grrah)
Killer music, but ain't never kill (Never, never)
Bitches lookin' dusty poppin' all these pills (Grrah)
Dudes that's in the Tzz, DrillyGzz for real
(Gang, gang, gang)
You talk tough I'ma come in the booth (Booth)
That's on bro, they know what I do
Like, he tried to run, but I already threw (Grrah-grrah), like
Bitch, I could show you the proof
Get in my bag, keep a knock in the booth
If brodie gon' up it, I'm uppin' it too (Grrah-grrah)
Why the opps keep on talkin' like they bulletproof?
I fucked his bitch and that pussy was loose
Slide through, hop out (Grrah), we get 'em gone (Grrah)
Why they talkin' on bro in they songs?
No, you never on shit, never saw you perform (Never)
Heard they smokin' on Woo? What's wrong?
Hop out on his block just to see what he on
Talkin' hot and the Glizzy get drawn
Like, that bitch a smoochie, she come from the Bronx
Smokin' Jah Loc, he was tryna' run home
And you know I stay wit' a knocker (Like, what)
If you wanna get wit' me, move proper (Grrah, grrah-graah, boom)
Don't got the knock, get kicked like soccer
Couple shots to his chest like vodka
EBK, RPT, we them top shottas (RPT)
Top five, yeah, I'm on that roster
Bando wit' me, watch him shoot a opp spotter (Grrah)
If it jam up, he get beat wit' the choppa
And I'm smokin' they mans, you know that's a problem, like
Hollows hot like grabba (Like)
Free Drilly Gz, that's demons and goblins, like
Just watch how we solve 'em
I keep a stick, can't go out like Mitch (At all)
Throwin' shots if we catch us a Mitch
Smokin' on Yellow (Yellow), he restin' in piss
He got hit, they ain't never do shit