Lee Drilly - Packed Up
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{intro}
Gang
Gang, gang, gang
Lee drilly (24 is the g.o.a.t)
94gz, no gz like these, you heard?
Jack b's, we jack bigger b's
Drop my shit, we gon' let it squeeze
Got preme with me, that's a double g
E-wuu with me
Jb with me
Double
Drilly
Grahh
{verse 1: premegotracks}
They don't wanna see drilly in a double
Keep a big knock, bitch i don't like to tussle
She like "premegotracks i wanna fuck you"
Bitch eat up, i don't got time to cuddle
A nigga run up on me, ima click it
Can't beef with the s, them niggas be snitchin'
Nigga rico got shot, started bitchin'
(?...) got shot in his head, started twitchin'
Jb in the cut, tryna score a basket
E up in the cut with an automatic
Lee just pulled up with some big shit
That shit so big can't fit in his jacket
Go and hit the block, call me up a thot
She gon' eat me up, and they gon' get the drop
If they gettin' jiggy, then i bunny hop
Shoot him in his face, then get low from the cops
Real bad bitch, yeah i know she clap shit
But she suck it good, the bitch (?...)
Told that lil' nigga, don't spin in no taxi
I leave a nigga brains on the backseat
I'm a young dog bitch i move too tact
If he shoot at me, bitch i'm shooting back
All these guns we got, we could never lack
4 double g, put that on the map
She ate me up, then kissed me, how my dick taste?
Smokin' hella za, got that shit from (?...)
Leap up out the cut, boom him in his face
Jakes up on our ass, bitch we do the race
Big ass 40, aim it at his noggin'
Nigga run up on me, ima get to flockin'
With a couple drillys and we bunny hoppin'
Double g to drilly we gon' let it flock
{verse 2: lee drilly}
(?...) why these niggas frontin'?
When they see me in person they runnin'
Only in the party if i got my gun in
I'll (?...) you, don't try no dumb shit
Ask about my drills, told her i do nothin'
Niggas rap they ain't never discussion
(?...) for a hunnid
They be sayin' i'm lit when i walk in
How i deal with opps when they get to bluffin'?
Ask them, they gon' tell you that i punched 'em
How i deal with bitches when they get to frontin'?
(?...)
Back my dick out now she wanna suck it
(?...) shorty, she be buggin
(?...)
Every nigga who call you brother ain't your broski
That's why i don't make a lot of homies
Certain niggas fake, other niggas phony
So you always see me by my doley
But i ain't never lackin', keep my poley
Boy i'm lettin' off 8 like i'm kobe
Gotta cut the grass, niggas probably lowkey
Tryna do me (?...), gotta stay me op
Money my favorite, gotta chase that
Never chasin' these bitches, know they hate that
And don't ask me to eat it, i don't play that
But if you wanna eat me, then just say that
Till lee drilly pull up, it be laid back
Put a bag on his head, tell him take that
E-wuu the (?...), gotta make that
(?...)
That's on bro, me and e on that timin'
Free mb he locked out on that island
40 still active, (?...) horizon
Jb sleeze promotin' the violence
(?...) still sittin' in silence
And of course, niggas keep on dyin'
No love, rap cap, he lyin'
Y's ain't hard, so why they meat ridin'?
Niggas actin' real but they really snakes
And they chattin' but we know it's fake
Said if i see (?...) leave him doa
Oh, he mentioned my deads (?...) (yagi)
Ran down, don't know what to say
Like, niggas wanna-
Don't care if thats my cousin, nigga i start buggin
When i up it send him to (?...)
Ima bust that, drilly bust that shit, bow, bow
Missin' his head, then we up that, nigga up that shit, matha
(?...)
So who you gon' call when you have nobody
Smelly dancin' smokin' on this bobby
{intro}
Gang
Gang, gang, gang
Lee drilly (24 is the g.o.a.t)
94gz, no gz like these, you heard?
Jack b's, we jack bigger b's
Drop my shit, we gon' let it squeeze
Got preme with me, that's a double g
E-wuu with me
Jb with me
Double
Drilly
Grahh
{verse 1: premegotracks}
They don't wanna see drilly in a double
Keep a big knock, bitch i don't like to tussle
She like "premegotracks i wanna fuck you"
Bitch eat up, i don't got time to cuddle
A nigga run up on me, ima click it
Can't beef with the s, them niggas be snitchin'
Nigga rico got shot, started bitchin'
(?...) got shot in his head, started twitchin'
Jb in the cut, tryna score a basket
E up in the cut with an automatic
Lee just pulled up with some big shit
That shit so big can't fit in his jacket
Go and hit the block, call me up a thot
She gon' eat me up, and they gon' get the drop
If they gettin' jiggy, then i bunny hop
Shoot him in his face, then get low from the cops
Real bad bitch, yeah i know she clap shit
But she suck it good, the bitch (?...)
Told that lil' nigga, don't spin in no taxi
I leave a nigga brains on the backseat
I'm a young dog bitch i move too tact
If he shoot at me, bitch i'm shooting back
All these guns we got, we could never lack
4 double g, put that on the map
She ate me up, then kissed me, how my dick taste?
Smokin' hella za, got that shit from (?...)
Leap up out the cut, boom him in his face
Jakes up on our ass, bitch we do the race
Big ass 40, aim it at his noggin'
Nigga run up on me, ima get to flockin'
With a couple drillys and we bunny hoppin'
Double g to drilly we gon' let it flock
{verse 2: lee drilly}
(?...) why these niggas frontin'?
When they see me in person they runnin'
Only in the party if i got my gun in
I'll (?...) you, don't try no dumb shit
Ask about my drills, told her i do nothin'
Niggas rap they ain't never discussion
(?...) for a hunnid
They be sayin' i'm lit when i walk in
How i deal with opps when they get to bluffin'?
Ask them, they gon' tell you that i punched 'em
How i deal with bitches when they get to frontin'?
(?...)
Back my dick out now she wanna suck it
(?...) shorty, she be buggin
(?...)
Every nigga who call you brother ain't your broski
That's why i don't make a lot of homies
Certain niggas fake, other niggas phony
So you always see me by my doley
But i ain't never lackin', keep my poley
Boy i'm lettin' off 8 like i'm kobe
Gotta cut the grass, niggas probably lowkey
Tryna do me (?...), gotta stay me op
Money my favorite, gotta chase that
Never chasin' these bitches, know they hate that
And don't ask me to eat it, i don't play that
But if you wanna eat me, then just say that
Till lee drilly pull up, it be laid back
Put a bag on his head, tell him take that
E-wuu the (?...), gotta make that
(?...)
That's on bro, me and e on that timin'
Free mb he locked out on that island
40 still active, (?...) horizon
Jb sleeze promotin' the violence
(?...) still sittin' in silence
And of course, niggas keep on dyin'
No love, rap cap, he lyin'
Y's ain't hard, so why they meat ridin'?
Niggas actin' real but they really snakes
And they chattin' but we know it's fake
Said if i see (?...) leave him doa
Oh, he mentioned my deads (?...) (yagi)
Ran down, don't know what to say
Like, niggas wanna-
Don't care if thats my cousin, nigga i start buggin
When i up it send him to (?...)
Ima bust that, drilly bust that shit, bow, bow
Missin' his head, then we up that, nigga up that shit, matha
(?...)
So who you gon' call when you have nobody
Smelly dancin' smokin' on this bobby
