Drill Time - Slim Jesus

I fuck with savages, you a fuckboy, you can't hang

You can find me posted up on Frank block with my fuckin' gang

You ain't really 'bout shit, stay out my spot, don't speak my name

Or I pull up on your block at night, wearing all black and let that 40 bang

I fucked your girl and I ain't even try to, that little hoe, she a fuckin' thot

Got her off the Molly, now she rollin', all she good for is giving top

I got loud pack, I got school buses, hurry up fam, come and shop

I got a big 40 with a thirty-clip, and I call that bitch my fuckin' mop

I paid 350 for a Fendi belt, and that double F hold up my strap

I hear one diss and I'm running up in your fuckin' trap

You thought shit was sweet 'til I ran up with no fuckin' mask

Always chasing a check, bitch I'm really 'bout mine

You a broke boy but you rock designer, that shit don't sound right

Thought you could sneak diss and you won't get found, right?

'Til you get caught in traffic, at the wrong place, at the wrong time

Got a couple shooters and they ride with me

And they down to shoot when it's drill time

Pull up and we get to drumming

Let thirty shots out that Glock nine

Got a couple shooters and they ride with me

And they down to shoot when it's drill time

Pull up and we get to drumming

Let thirty shots out that Glock nine

Now it's back to the trap with a twenty sack

Rolling up a swisher of that straight gas

Got a fifty-clip sticking out the MAC

So that's fifty shots for your goofy ass

Copped a Ferragamo when I was up at Saks

But my True Religion's still off my ass

I got heavy pockets, I got big ass bands

Run up on me tryna rob, and that thirty blap

Keep a bank roll on me at all times, rolled up with a rubber band

Off the lean, that Promethazine got me walking around like a kick stand

Keep a burner tucked on my right side, my .380 or my FN

And if I catch you lacking, better pray to God that my shit jam

But if it don't, I'mma take you out like a fuckin' date

Put a hole in your fuckin' back if I catch you talkin' to the fuckin' Jakes

Ain't afraid to catch a body and skip out from state to state

And if there's a witness, I'mma kill 'em too and I'mma beat the case

Let's get it

Let's get it

Let's get it