Drilly Tv lyrics

[Intro: Cole Alexander Tv]
(Come on, you know Chance with me, like)
b*tch, ya
Baow, baow, baow

[Chorus: Cole Alexander Tv]
Spin through the P's and I'm looking for kills
I'm a addict for murder, I don't wanna chill
I don't need me a pill
I'ma flock at the opps, then go hide all the bodies like Buffalo Bills
Spit on a b*tch, I do it for the thrill
I'ma loser in life, but my net worth a mil'
I'm with Ewuu and Yavi, we keeping a trill
I'm not sipping no lean, but ya b*tch gonna spill
Got yo' b*tch on my body, she wanna f*ck
Call up the Gzz, bottles in the club
Trendy a b*tch on the first of the month
Then we shoot her lil' brother, it's up then it's stuck
She was playing the opp, that ain't okay
f*ck her then leave her there right where shе lay
I'm in love with the money so aftеr I f*ck, I'ma leave
Ain't no way I'ma stay, I'ma jam in that pus*y, no time for filet

[Verse 1: Cole Alexander Tv, Ewuu]
Got no time for filet, I was f*cking yo' b*tch in the back of the bay
Got b*tches on b*tches, my hoes turning gay (Pow, pow)
Try walk in my shoes, you wouldn't make it a day (Pow, pow, pow)
[Verse 2: Ewuu]
Like, got this b*tch on my di*k, she wanna cuff but I don't wanna— (At all)
I wanna f*ck, gotta go when I nut (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
Think that I'm dumb? b*tch, I'm toting this gun
And that b*tch she a freak, she eat the di*k every time that we meet
Then I pass it to bro, then he pass it to team

[Verse 3: Yavi DG]
I'ma pass it bro, he gon pass it to me
Like, damn, that b*tch a treesh
Like, ass fat, poking them jeans
Got a Glock .45, with a scope and a beam
Got a lil' Glock .40 that burn like a treesh
I go dumb on that block when I hop out the V
Got me chasing 'em down, running out of his sneaks
Like, time out, bro, wait I can't breathe
If he run down the block, I'ma turn on the beam

[Verse 4: Ewuu]
Wait, what? b*tch, I'ma tweak
b*tch I'm with Yavi, chase 'em down with the G
Oh, he think he can run from this Glock with a beam? (At all)
n*ggas cap on the net, ain't do nothing to me

[Verse 5: Yavi DG]
Strapped up in the car, buckle up in the V
n*gga take off his seatbelt, back out the G
Got a .223 with a big magazine
Put the scope on a target, click to the beat
[Verse 6: Ewuu]
And they know I'ma Drilly, but I f*ck with my Gzz
b*tch, we spinning blocks on repeat
Like I tell 'em "Free Lee, free JB"
Like, they putting pain in the streets (Pow, pow, pow)
And they know I'ma Drilly, but I f*ck with my Gzz
b*tch, we spinning blocks on repeat
Like I tell 'em "Free Lee, free JB"
Like, they putting pain in the— pow, pow, pow

[Verse 7: Yavi DG, Ewuu, Cole Alexander Tv]
.40 cal, bullets big they gon' go through the Jeep (Like, pow, pow, pow)
I'ma shoot through a car, if you dump when I squeeze
Got a big ass gun, gotta watch for the D's
I can't miss a shot when I up, gotta breathe
n*ggas know I'm elite, when I up from the three
I grinch in the night time, turn to a beast
When this gun get to barking, make everyone leave (b*tch, baow, baow, baow)
If you posted on back block, watch for the Gzz

[Chorus: Cole Alexander Tv]
Spin through the P's and I'm looking for kills
I'm a addict for murder, I don't wanna chill
I don't need me a pill
I'ma flock at the opps, then go hide all the bodies like Buffalo Bills
Spit on a b*tch, I do it for the thrill
I'ma loser in life, but my net worth a mil'
I'm with Ewuu and Yavi, we keeping a trill
I'm not sipping no lean, but ya b*tch gonna spill
Got yo' b*tch on my body, she wanna f*ck
Call up the Gzz, bottles in the club
Trendy a b*tch on the first of the month
Then we shoot her lil' brother, it's up then it's stuck
She was playing the opp, that ain't okay
f*ck her then leave her there right where she lay
I'm in love with the money so after I f*ck, I'ma leave
Ain't no way I'ma stay, I'ma jam in that pus*y, no time for filet
[Outro: Cole Alexander Tv]
b*tch