Aye, its Drilla Gang Nigga
Aye, I got this glizzy let it blow its gettin outta hand
The way im piccin niggas up I think I need a pan
Let it drip then I forget just like I popped a xan
Hollow tips rippin through his whip he need the ambulance
I need a band if you want talk I am not yo friend
In the party lookin triccy yeah I do my dance
I got the beam to clear the scene tryna take yo man
Knocc that nigga off we gon slide bacc and then do it again
Aye, look im the top shotta
408 yeah im in charge call me don dada
Im tryna picc these niggas off who say they want problems
Imma tell my lil bro to get em yeah we both got em
Aye bitch yeah imma stepper nigga
How you claim you caught me loafin you aint test it nigga
Imma catch that nigga leakin take his weapon nigga
Catch that nigga loafin out of bounds and then we stretch the nigga
Aye look yeah im trained to blow
I caught you brotha loafin nigga did em like a hoe
Lil Issa got that pole yeah he known to blow
Catch these pussy niggas leakin down and we gon take they soul
Aye look its RIP Robb nigga
How you talkin hella hard and you a knocc nigga
Imma catch you niggas down and imma knocc niggas
Slidin through them pussy niggas bloccs we finna pop niggas
Aye look its RIP Robb nigga
How you talkin hella hard and you a knocc nigga
Imma catch you niggas down and imma knocc niggas
Slidin through them pussy niggas bloccs we finna pop niggas
I got this glizzy let it blow its gettin outta hand
The way im piccin niggas up I think I need a pan
Let it drip then I forget just like I popped a xan
Hollow tips rippin through his whip he need the ambulance
I need a band if you want talk I am not yo friend
In the party lookin triccy yeah I do my dance
I got the beam to clear the scene tryna take yo man
Knocc that nigga off we gon slide bacc and then do it again
Aye, If 78 get fired up it's outta my hands
Gettin tricky in dis bitch I'm doin my dance
We from da guttuh yea you know we finna slide again
We goin up like sterwart I ain't worried bout no might win
We goin up I ain't worried bout no Bitch nigga
We pull skitz nigga
Bitch you should've watched yo whip nigga
I bip shit nigga
Oh you thought that you was slick nigga
We real lit nigga hit his back and make him flip nigga
Shout out kye 78 he know to actup
I got this glizzy in the fanny yea I'm packed up
I'm trained to go lil nigga ion act tuff
I do it to the nezk I ain't Neva needed back up
Me and my brothas outta hand yea we goin up
We from Iraq and yea I'm trippin bitch we blowin up
I get retarded in this bitch just like we goin dumb
I made his momma sick for that shii that he was throwin up
Gang
Drilla Ant - Outta Hand (feat. Yaya) Lyrics
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Aye, its Drilla Gang Nigga
Aye, I got this glizzy let it blow its gettin outta hand
The way im piccin niggas up I think I need a pan
Let it drip then I forget just like I popped a xan
Hollow tips rippin through his whip he need the ambulance
I need a band if you want talk I am not yo friend
In the party lookin triccy yeah I do my dance
I got the beam to clear the scene tryna take yo man
Knocc that nigga off we gon slide bacc and then do it again
Aye, look im the top shotta
408 yeah im in charge call me don dada
Im tryna picc these niggas off who say they want problems
Imma tell my lil bro to get em yeah we both got em
Aye bitch yeah imma stepper nigga
How you claim you caught me loafin you aint test it nigga
Imma catch that nigga leakin take his weapon nigga
Catch that nigga loafin out of bounds and then we stretch the nigga
Aye look yeah im trained to blow
I caught you brotha loafin nigga did em like a hoe
Lil Issa got that pole yeah he known to blow
Catch these pussy niggas leakin down and we gon take they soul
Aye look its RIP Robb nigga
How you talkin hella hard and you a knocc nigga
Imma catch you niggas down and imma knocc niggas
Slidin through them pussy niggas bloccs we finna pop niggas
Aye look its RIP Robb nigga
How you talkin hella hard and you a knocc nigga
Imma catch you niggas down and imma knocc niggas
Slidin through them pussy niggas bloccs we finna pop niggas
I got this glizzy let it blow its gettin outta hand
The way im piccin niggas up I think I need a pan
Let it drip then I forget just like I popped a xan
Hollow tips rippin through his whip he need the ambulance
I need a band if you want talk I am not yo friend
In the party lookin triccy yeah I do my dance
I got the beam to clear the scene tryna take yo man
Knocc that nigga off we gon slide bacc and then do it again
Aye, If 78 get fired up it's outta my hands
Gettin tricky in dis bitch I'm doin my dance
We from da guttuh yea you know we finna slide again
We goin up like sterwart I ain't worried bout no might win
We goin up I ain't worried bout no Bitch nigga
We pull skitz nigga
Bitch you should've watched yo whip nigga
I bip shit nigga
Oh you thought that you was slick nigga
We real lit nigga hit his back and make him flip nigga
Shout out kye 78 he know to actup
I got this glizzy in the fanny yea I'm packed up
I'm trained to go lil nigga ion act tuff
I do it to the nezk I ain't Neva needed back up
Me and my brothas outta hand yea we goin up
We from Iraq and yea I'm trippin bitch we blowin up
I get retarded in this bitch just like we goin dumb
I made his momma sick for that shii that he was throwin up
Gang
Aye, I got this glizzy let it blow its gettin outta hand
The way im piccin niggas up I think I need a pan
Let it drip then I forget just like I popped a xan
Hollow tips rippin through his whip he need the ambulance
I need a band if you want talk I am not yo friend
In the party lookin triccy yeah I do my dance
I got the beam to clear the scene tryna take yo man
Knocc that nigga off we gon slide bacc and then do it again
Aye, look im the top shotta
408 yeah im in charge call me don dada
Im tryna picc these niggas off who say they want problems
Imma tell my lil bro to get em yeah we both got em
Aye bitch yeah imma stepper nigga
How you claim you caught me loafin you aint test it nigga
Imma catch that nigga leakin take his weapon nigga
Catch that nigga loafin out of bounds and then we stretch the nigga
Aye look yeah im trained to blow
I caught you brotha loafin nigga did em like a hoe
Lil Issa got that pole yeah he known to blow
Catch these pussy niggas leakin down and we gon take they soul
Aye look its RIP Robb nigga
How you talkin hella hard and you a knocc nigga
Imma catch you niggas down and imma knocc niggas
Slidin through them pussy niggas bloccs we finna pop niggas
Aye look its RIP Robb nigga
How you talkin hella hard and you a knocc nigga
Imma catch you niggas down and imma knocc niggas
Slidin through them pussy niggas bloccs we finna pop niggas
I got this glizzy let it blow its gettin outta hand
The way im piccin niggas up I think I need a pan
Let it drip then I forget just like I popped a xan
Hollow tips rippin through his whip he need the ambulance
I need a band if you want talk I am not yo friend
In the party lookin triccy yeah I do my dance
I got the beam to clear the scene tryna take yo man
Knocc that nigga off we gon slide bacc and then do it again
Aye, If 78 get fired up it's outta my hands
Gettin tricky in dis bitch I'm doin my dance
We from da guttuh yea you know we finna slide again
We goin up like sterwart I ain't worried bout no might win
We goin up I ain't worried bout no Bitch nigga
We pull skitz nigga
Bitch you should've watched yo whip nigga
I bip shit nigga
Oh you thought that you was slick nigga
We real lit nigga hit his back and make him flip nigga
Shout out kye 78 he know to actup
I got this glizzy in the fanny yea I'm packed up
I'm trained to go lil nigga ion act tuff
I do it to the nezk I ain't Neva needed back up
Me and my brothas outta hand yea we goin up
We from Iraq and yea I'm trippin bitch we blowin up
I get retarded in this bitch just like we goin dumb
I made his momma sick for that shii that he was throwin up
Gang
Writer: Alijah Brown, Anthony Brown
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