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last drill song - enphamus lyrics

[intro]
f*ck n*ggas, i don’t even drill rap no more
sh*t gettin’ old, n*ggas makin’ names off this sh*t
ain’t did a f*ckin’ thing to n0body
90 right back on that bullsh*t
n*ggas must forgot what the f*ck i do
up six figures wit’ a full clip, p*ssy

[chorus]
i’m still in the a like trae young, eating honey hot lemon pepper
g17 at a n*gga back, hawk him down like clint capela
my 19 sleep in the bed, you ain’t ready for war, yo’ sh*t on the dresser
got a month of store and a n*gga bond, send bangout home on a stretcher

[verse 1]
everybody hard wit’ a gang wit’ ’em
n*ggas cold*hearted ’till the flame hit ’em
got up so close, seen his chain rippin’
now my slide lock got brains in it
i ain’t learn this from the range, n*gga, i been shootin’ out wit’ the same n*ggas
it was six of ’em, only me and q, hit three of ’em ’cause my aim different
left bloodstains in his mustang, i been tryna do it in mud name
i’m not a rapper, i just blew up rappin’, i ain’t grow up rappin’, n*gga, f*ck fame
how you drill rappin’ and you k!ll rappin’, but you never ever did a f*ckin’ thing?
i am not a k!ller, i am not a driller, i done made hot sh*t cut veins
[chorus]
i’m still in the a like trae young, eating honey hot lemon pepper
g17 at a n*gga back, hawk him down like clint capela
my 19 sleep in the bed, you ain’t ready for war, yo’ sh*t on the dresser
got a month of store and a n*gga bond, send bangout home on a stretcher

[verse 2]
i don’t need a vouch, f*ck a word*of*mouth, bring the whole south to yo’ mama house
called twelve on me, chased jeremiah out the d*mn park wit’ the cutter out
go ask trent, shot through the tints in my stylin’ clothes, it got bl**dy out
on the d*mn phone wit’ my baby mama, n*gga tried to rob me, made it sunny out
this real life, no tubi
this real life, no movie
free jmb, free my n*gga t**zy, sh*t, get wicked like juvie
free muzzlehead, n*gga, f*ck the feds, they can’t take quez, i’ma lose it
if you say it, n*gga, better spray it, n*gga, don’t end up dead ’bout yo’ music

[post*chorus]
brodie tryna get him but he pc’in’
tryna sh*t*bag, have him pee*peein’
when the doors pop, tryna sneak in
send a f*ck n*gga where b went
tryna jump in wit’ the white sharks, watch a f*ck n*gga get seasick
seen a b*tch dissin’ and i commented like, “you really probably should delete this”
[outro]
p*ssy
n*gga, free grease
free baby grease, n*gga
free t**zy, p*ssy
long live to big b
long live jb, n*gga
c5, guapo, micah
hah, look at my louis v’s, n*gga, i got blood on ’em

- enphamus lyrics

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