Back to Top

Drill Shit Video (MV)




Performed By: Rob Ace & Hunter B
Language: English
Length: 3:36
Written by: Robert Acevedo




Rob Ace & Hunter B - Drill Shit Lyrics
Official




Traphouse mob
Melo (Melo, melo, melo)...
CZR.. (AYE, YEAH)
(Gunshots)
Look, (You want my advice?)
Smokin' big dope
Niggas lookin at me funny
(OPEN THE DOOR!)
Better move...
Aye, hold on...
(Coughing)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
LOOK, YEAH
Hold on, my phone just died
Yea, my bitch got lit
Kissed a bitch and now she bi
Summers ducking fire
Fast cars for the winter
We gon' put some strippers in it
Hold on, wait a minute
Let me put some Drill Shit in it
Yeah, girl I'm from New York
I'll prolly teach you how to dance
Girl I'm from New York
I'll prolly teach you 'bout them bands
Shorty a fan or something?
Girl just f*ck my mans or something
(F*ck my mans or s-)
Smoking big Gorilla
F*ck her, I ain't saying nothing
She want a Percyyy
Take off ya' panties
Girl I ain't worried
You can keep dancing
Yeahhh
Look I'm at the party with the homie, we just caught a opp
All my niggas moving militant, we been through a lot (Through a lot)
We been through a lot...
Yeah, look...
Yeah, look, uh
We in a kickback mood
She give me kick back vibes
Nigga I got so high
I cannot hop on flights
I pull up high then float
Put the pain for my bro's
Put a chain for my hoes
Told her leave me alone
She just hit France with Paris
I wanna f*ck them both
If they acting funny on my mother, dub 'em both
Look, I'm way too lit
Shorty way too hit
Oh my god, I'm way too hit
I can't love that bitch
Oh my god
Can't cuff that bitch
I can't trust that bitch
I can't f*ck that bitch
I been on a trip
Uh
Mushroom eighth
I got chills when shorty shake
She look like she into dates
On my dinner plate
Nigga I'm too popping
I give her two options
Leave me alone
Suck on my dick
Like she be crew hopping
When I get home
I roll a bone
And I'm smoke shopping
Watching shorty make it clap
Like that pole popping
(Like that pole popping!!)
Hold on, my phone just died
Yea, my bitch got lit
Kissed a bitch and now she bi
Summers ducking fire
Fast cars for the winter
We gon' put some strippers in it
Hold on, wait a minute,
Let me put some Drill Shit in it
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Traphouse mob
Melo (Melo, melo, melo)...
CZR.. (AYE, YEAH)
(Gunshots)
Look, (You want my advice?)
Smokin' big dope
Niggas lookin at me funny
(OPEN THE DOOR!)
Better move...
Aye, hold on...
(Coughing)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
LOOK, YEAH
Hold on, my phone just died
Yea, my bitch got lit
Kissed a bitch and now she bi
Summers ducking fire
Fast cars for the winter
We gon' put some strippers in it
Hold on, wait a minute
Let me put some Drill Shit in it
Yeah, girl I'm from New York
I'll prolly teach you how to dance
Girl I'm from New York
I'll prolly teach you 'bout them bands
Shorty a fan or something?
Girl just f*ck my mans or something
(F*ck my mans or s-)
Smoking big Gorilla
F*ck her, I ain't saying nothing
She want a Percyyy
Take off ya' panties
Girl I ain't worried
You can keep dancing
Yeahhh
Look I'm at the party with the homie, we just caught a opp
All my niggas moving militant, we been through a lot (Through a lot)
We been through a lot...
Yeah, look...
Yeah, look, uh
We in a kickback mood
She give me kick back vibes
Nigga I got so high
I cannot hop on flights
I pull up high then float
Put the pain for my bro's
Put a chain for my hoes
Told her leave me alone
She just hit France with Paris
I wanna f*ck them both
If they acting funny on my mother, dub 'em both
Look, I'm way too lit
Shorty way too hit
Oh my god, I'm way too hit
I can't love that bitch
Oh my god
Can't cuff that bitch
I can't trust that bitch
I can't f*ck that bitch
I been on a trip
Uh
Mushroom eighth
I got chills when shorty shake
She look like she into dates
On my dinner plate
Nigga I'm too popping
I give her two options
Leave me alone
Suck on my dick
Like she be crew hopping
When I get home
I roll a bone
And I'm smoke shopping
Watching shorty make it clap
Like that pole popping
(Like that pole popping!!)
Hold on, my phone just died
Yea, my bitch got lit
Kissed a bitch and now she bi
Summers ducking fire
Fast cars for the winter
We gon' put some strippers in it
Hold on, wait a minute,
Let me put some Drill Shit in it
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Robert Acevedo
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


Tags:
No tags yet