"Real Drill Freestyle" lyrics

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Stop playin' like you niggas don't know what's up
Look for opps, turn 'em into blunts
Instagram makin' niggas tough
I be chillin' but niggas know what's up
Why they movin' like they forgot the drills?
Hoppin' out, cuzzo got the wheel
Catch 'em, clap 'em, walk 'em down and kill
Do 'em dirty, leave a nigga ill
If I don't got it, then I'll rob a steel
Coppers on me, know I keep a steel
Niggas fake but these bullets real
Think you sick, I'll leave a nigga ill
I don't like arguin' wit' you niggas
I be tryna barbecue you niggas
On your ass, stalkin' on you niggas
Bullyin' and botherin' you niggas
Why the fuck these thoughts in my brain?
Do a hit but I got a name
Fuck it, this a risk I wanna take
On my soul, I do it for the gang
Couple of 'em, I ain't get to bun
When I catch 'em, I'ma send 'em up
Plenty Glocks, I don't need a beam
Thirty shots, only use like two or three
I heard these niggas puttin' on an act (Puttin' on an act)
Since a youngin', nigga, I've been drillin' niggas, yeah, and they know that's a fact (They know that's a fact)
Huh, huh, you was playin' GTA, I was takin' niggas off the map (Niggas off the map)
Huh, if you bitches hangin' with them niggas, on God, know you bitches clapped (Know you bitches clapped)
Uh, look, I ain't showin' no remorse, I ain't takin' nothin' back
Free SG, free 9Way, can't wait 'til my niggas back
Free BillyKidd, niggas know what's up, that's my brrt-brrt-brrah
Niggas know the vibes, when they see my face, it's a brrt-brrt-brrah
This is not a song, nigga, that's word to my mother
Uh, every day a nigga wake up tryna put a [?] six feet under

M8V3N, M8V3N gang
Shoota, shoota, that's shoota gang (Shoota gang, gang, gang, gang)
M8V3N, M8V3N gang
Shoota, shoota, that's shoota gang (Shoota gang, gang, gang, gang)