Drill Lyrics – G Herbo


[Intro: G Herbo]
Uh (Pew)
Swerve (Grrt)
Big Swerve make the murder rate go up (Phew), me and dem
Ayy (Lay in the back with a mask), get ready
Ayy (Lay in the bushes, the grass)
Grrah (Wait ’til he walk up and spaz)
Grrah (Lil’ bro gon’ hawk ’em, he fast, nah)

[Chorus: G Herbo]
‘Member what happened to the last one
Hopped out and smashed ’em, lil’ brodie blast ’em
Oppers see me on the plasma
I know they mad, we used to harass ’em
Took a rap check, bought high seats
Only for action, don’t care if we crash ’em
Gotta learn how to war, shit not sweet
Met lil’ cuz ‘cross town for a swap meet
Never seen a nigga get hit? Just watch me
Nights I couldn’t sleep, takin’ Perky and Roxy
We only sparin’ him, we see a car seat
He in the area and said he gon’ pop me
Chiraq, boy, we invented drills
Way before rap, been on plenty drills
You don’t wanna feel how them bitches feel
Mad Max, playin’ Call of Duty, had fifty kills

[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Bitch niggas, tighten up your clicks when you in the field
We’re tellin’ you too that they props ’cause their bitches, real
Where I come from, praise niggas with wicked steals
For a nickel lay his ass down like a Benadryl
You could never war with the gang ’cause you sensitive
Stand on smoke ’til it’s none, take initiative
Overnight, we was tryna lamp where they bitches live
If we get caught, everybody gettin’ fifty years
Ain’t no more feelings, already shed plenty tears
Did my first hit out the whip, hurt a nigga ears (Fah)
Free my nigga Gil, big dawg got twenty years
That’s the reason lil’ folks in these bitch’s ears

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[Pre-Chorus: G Herbo]
Ayy (Lay in the back with a mask), get ready
Ayy (Lay in the bushes, the grass)
Grrah (Wait ’til he walk up and spaz)
Grrah (Lil’ bro gon’ hawk ’em, he fast)

[Chorus: G Herbo & Rowdy Rebel]
‘Member what happened to the last one
Hopped out and smashed ’em, lil’ brodie blast ’em
Oppers see me on the plasma
I know they mad, we used to harass ’em (Huh? Baow, baow, baow)

[Verse 2: Rowdy Rebel]
We ain’t gon’ talk, we gon’ blast ’em (We gon’ what?)
I catch ’em and up it in traffic (Skrrt)
Got a cool on that Glock ’cause it’s plastic (Baow)
Gotta watch for the cops, it get drastic (Skrrt)
I been in that field when shit got real
I seen my nigga get blasted (I seen my nigga get hit)
I coulda hit my bro in the head
I was shootin’ and aimin’ it backwards (Fuck)
I went to bat with the batters (With the batters)
I went to trap with the trappers (With the trappers)
I been that nigga since I was a shorty
And none of them niggas was factors (They all whoopties)
I known them niggas since they was a shorty
And all of them niggas is actors (They all whoopties)
I did this shit with no practice (Who?)
Rich and famous but I’m active (Woo, who?)

[Pre-Chorus: G Herbo]
Lay in the back with a mask
Lay in the bushes, the grass (Grrah)
Wait ’til he walk up and spaz (Grrah)
Lil’ bro gon’ hawk ’em, he fast, nah (Grrah)

[Chorus: G Herbo]
‘Member what happened to the last one
Hopped out and smashed ’em, lil’ brodie blast ’em
Oppers see me on the plasma
I know they mad, we used to harass ’em
Took a rap check, bought high seats
Only for action, we don’t care if we crash ’em
Gotta learn how to war, shit not sweet
Met lil’ cuz ‘cross town for a swap meet
Never seen a nigga get hit? Just watch me
Nights I couldn’t sleep, takin’ Perky and Roxy
We only sparin’ him, we see a car seat
He in the area and said he gon’ pop me
Chiraq, boy, we invented drills
Way before rap, been on plenty drills
You don’t wanna feel how them bitches feel
Mad Max, playin’ Call of Duty, had fifty kills

Featuring – Rowdy Rebel
Album – 25 By G Herbo (July 2021)
Produced by Luca Vialli