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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BabyDrill
BabyDrill
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DelQuristo Wilson
DelQuristo Wilson
Lyrics
Ahmar Bailey
Ahmar Bailey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Hazel
Kid Hazel
Producer
Javaun Mundle
Javaun Mundle
Mixing Engineer
Travis Louis
Travis Louis
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
See, see
**** know who to play with, see what I'm sayin'?
And **** ain't gon' play with me
'Cause, like, before this rap shit
Way, way before this rap shit, they know, they knew Drill stood on business
That, that mean, like, I mean, I mean war
Like, 'bout anything, my bro, my mama, my sister, my family, like anything, it just meant war
Yeah, I ain't never threw a rock and hid my hand type shit, you know, I always threw a rock and stood there like, "What's up?"
You know what I'm sayin'? Just so you know
I just, I just took what came with this shit
BabyDrill
[Chorus]
Huh, blood, sweat, and tears (On God), lost my dog, I cried for years (On God)
Get-back gang, hop out with steel, tryna get him killed (Get-back gang)
Say catchin' a body don't make you real, even the scary'll kill (On gang)
**** be actin' like they really 'bout it, but get on the stand and tell
Revenge what I see, ****, revenge all I know
Hop out the G-Wagen and let this bitch blow
Never been a rapper, always been a clapper
'Fore that, bitch, I was kickin' doors (BabyDrill)
****, I done took the whole city down, just me and Cho (Cho)
Two hundred bags, we sold the swag, we had 'em for the low (On gang)
[Verse 1]
That's me and .308 slidin' around this bitch in a Ford Focus (Slide, slide)
We done paint the city red behind this Rock shit, on my mama (And that's on Rock)
**** ain't think Drill'd pop off rappin', you shoulda seen they face (Shoulda seen 'em)
Fuck **** be hatin' (On God), but that just motivate me
I been gettin' bag on bag on bag, ****, I'm flyin' past (Flyin' past)
I got a bitch, she a freak, she gon' suck on the dick and I'm dickin' her down (Eat it up)
I got some youngins that hop out the G-Wagen and spray your lil' bitch ass down (Woo)
You ever seen a fully in a stick? Brrt, you seen it now
[Chorus]
Huh, blood, sweat, and tears (On God), lost my dog, I cried for years (On God)
Get-back gang, hop out with steel, tryna get him killed (Get-back gang)
Say catchin' a body don't make you real, even the scary'll kill (On gang)
**** be actin' like they really 'bout it, but get on the stand and tell
Revenge what I see, ****, revenge all I know
Hop out the G-Wagen and let this bitch blow
Never been a rapper, always been a clapper
'Fore that, bitch, I was kickin' doors (BabyDrill)
****, I done took the whole city down, just me and Cho (Cho)
Two hundred bags, we sold the swag, we had 'em for the low (On gang)
[Verse 2]
I had a hundred, I thought I was rich, now I'm signin' for M's and shit (I'm like, "What?")
Now, who woulda thought that young bad-ass **** with that fire'd be rich? (Me)
Now, who woulda thought that young bad-ass **** would beat that body without snitchin'? (Me)
Created me a wave, I stayed in my lane, we rock out for 1, Zone 1, and Zone 6
These **** know that I'm lit (Lit), these **** know that I'm poppin' (Poppin')
I killed his mans and his ass ain't spin, tell him catch a body (Catch up)
I really been holdin' a lot of the weight, tell 'em change the topic
Used to be flashin' dubs and fifties, now I put it in deposits
[Chorus]
Huh, blood, sweat, and tears (On God), lost my dog, I cried for years (On God)
Get-back gang, hop out with steel, tryna get him killed (Get-back gang)
Say catchin' a body don't make you real, even the scary'll kill (On gang)
**** be actin' like they really 'bout it, but get on the stand and tell
Revenge what I see, ****, revenge all I know
Hop out the G-Wagen and let this bitch blow
Never been a rapper, always been a clapper
'Fore that, bitch, I was kickin' doors (BabyDrill)
****, I done took the whole city down, just me and Cho (Cho)
Two hundred bags, we sold the swag, we had 'em for the low (On gang)
Written by: Ahmar Bailey, DelQuristo Wilson
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