"Drill Cappers" lyrics

(Halftime on the beat, so you know it's a banger)
Look, gang, gang, gang (Grrah, grrah)
Ayo, free Tdot, free Edai (Grrah, grrah)
RPT, four-sev', four-sev', like (Told Stunna, "Don't geek")
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put a O before my Y, like
(Never put a O before— Like, even my guela know that)

Like, I heard the shit that you said (Like, what?)
You talk on my name like y'all don't know what I do (Like, how?)
Like, I'll still slide on the opps (Like, skrrt, boom, boom, boom)
I'm on parole, I know Stunna gon' shoot
He said, "DThang, just roll down the window" (Like, what?)
I tell him, "Walk down, nigga, hop out and shoot (Like, get that nigga)
And if he try to run, rule number two, you better put him on the news" (Like, get that nigga)
'Cause they know we don't play with the opps (For sure)
And they know what I did on they block (On bro)
Like, and rule number one, if you dissing the dead
Then you better stay with your Glock (Grrah, grrah)
Oh, there go a opp, so he gotta drop (So he gotta go)
I'ma keep clickin', clickin' 'til it stop (Gang, gang, gang)
Fell in love with the drugs, know I gotta stop, like (Gang, gang, gang)

And I gotta run up the bag (On bro)
I gotta chase me a check (Like, what?)
Like, she wanna fuck, she saw my wrist
And she saw the ice on my neck (Gang, gang, gang)
Like, look at my drip, look at my kicks
She love the way that I step (RPT, four-sev', four-sev')
When I step in the room, everybody take pictures
'Cause they know this young nigga next (On bro, on gang)
Like, what did you do for your block? (Like, what?)
I never heard that you spinned (We wanna know)
A lot of y'all niggas got shot (Like)
I'm praying the judge free all of my friends (Free my hearts)
Oh, you think this shit is a joke? (Like, what?)
Oh, you think this shit is a game? (Gang, gang, gang)
Like, how you gon' text me askin' for a song and you know we smokin' his brain? (Like, what?)

Like, I do this shit for the gang (On bro)
And you do that shit for the clout (Four-sev', four-sev')
Catch a O, we gon' run in his house (Die Os)
Last O, brodie ran in his mouth (Die Os)
Oh, they wanna politic? Okay, bet (On bro)
Like, how can I tell 'em I sent? (Like, how?)
You know how much shit I done did? (On bro)
You know how many shots I done sent? (On bro)
Like, she tryna link, she comin' with a friend (What?)
You know me, I'm tryna fuck both (Smoochies)
But Sha Gz with me, he got the knocks, so, fuck it, I'm tagging 'em both (HD, HD)
After this, we gotta go ghost (On bro)
Like, we back on the road (Like, what?)
Gotta stay low when doing these shows
The phone keep ringin', probably my PO (Like, what?)

And I gotta run up the bag (On gang)
I gotta chase me a check (Gang, gang, gang)
Like, she wanna fuck, she saw my wrist
And she saw the ice on my neck (RPT, four-sev', four-sev')
Like, look at my drip, look at my kicks, she love the way that I step (On bro)
When I step in the room, everybody take pictures
'Cause they know this young nigga next (At all, at all)
Like, what did you do for your block? (Like what?)
I never heard that you spinned (At all)
A lot of y'all niggas got shot (On bro)
I'm praying the judge free all of my friends (Gang, gang, gang)
Oh, you think this shit is a joke? (Free my hearts)
Oh, you think this shit is a game? (Better not)
Like, how you gon' text me askin' for a song and you know we smokin' his brain? (Edot)

Like, what?
Ayo, it's that DThang nigga, make 'em jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard?
R.I.P. Woo
Like, gang, gang, gang, nigga, long live Rah, grrah