Letras TEACH ME HOW TO DRILL - Fivio Foreign

TEACH ME HOW TO DRILL

Yeah, nigga\nWe gon' pop out, we gon' go to the hood\nYou see a nigga, you shoot a nigga\nWatch out for the cameras\nWatch out of the police, nigga\nAnd don’t tell nobody whatcu do\nWhen you do finish what you’re doing, nigga\nGrrr, Bow\nIt’s a movie, viral, bow, yeah\nPull up, let me show you around this place\nSee them little niggas on that gate? (Right there)\nShould I punch him in his face?\nChill lil' bro, you gotta wait\nThen he better look the other way 'fore I put 'em on a chase\nDamn, this lil' white boy laced\nHe 'bout to make us catch another case\nYou don’t wanna be in no jailhouse\nYou don’t wanna be with no jakes\nWatch what I do, listen what I say\nCopy my moves, follow my pace\nGotta take notes what’s around you so you never make mistakes\nMy fault, Fivi', I’m new to this place\nYeah, huh, yeah\nBaby, welcome to the hood\nIf you with us, you good\nYeah, Stichy, woo’d up\nBackpack full of rulers\nYeah, I got a white shooter\nAnd no, I ain’t shootin' no schools up\nYeah, I feel like the drill tutor\nWait, can I do a hit on a scooter? (Bow, grrah)\nTeach me how to drill\nLet me flock, grab the wheel\nI see the opps, nigga, chill (Bow)\nDon’t let 'em know we on his heels (Bow)\nFuck (Huh), did I fuck it up?\nNah, you good Mabu, just keep it hush (shh)\nLet me pop this Perc' so I can focus up\nBring a demon outside with me at night (Bow)\nYou gon' know who did it when the face white\nYo, Fivi', pass me the trigger\nWhite boy, but you my nigga (My nigga)\nYo Mabu, lift them\nIf you play with his pups, you a victim\nI walk in any hood, I’m good\n'Cause I’m with the dawgs, not a staple\nBaby, welcome to the hood\nIf you with us, you good\nYeah, Stichy, woo’d up\nBackpack full of rulers\nYeah, I got a white shooter\nAnd no, I ain’t shootin' no schools up\nYeah, I feel like the drill tutor (I do)\nWait, can I do a hit on a scooter? (Grrah)\nHe looked like a single but white boy get up on 'em\nHe can’t say the word, I’m say it for him\nYou not the biggest, I’m bigga\nYou just a broke lil' nigga\nAnd I’m young and I’m richer\nFive bands on a fit, ha\nFive bands on a fit\nBut your pillow looking like a tea bag, nigga\nSee that nigga by the gate? (Yeah)\nThat’s my rich homie Drake\nOh shit, I almost shot him by mistake (What?)\nHey, yo, bro, you need a break\nIt gets spooky when it’s late (Huh)\nJust keep a Glock, fuck the mates\nYo Fivi', you really my, chill, that’s a word you can’t say\nBaby, welcome to the hood\nIf you with us, you good (You good)\nYeah, Stichy (Stichy), woo’d up (Woo'd up)\nBackpack full of rulers\nYeah, I got a white shooter (I do)\nAnd no, I ain’t shootin' no schools up (He not)\nYeah, I feel like the drill tutor (I do)\nWait, can I do a hit on a scooter? (Grr, bow)\nSlide through (Slide through)\nDon’t let the opps find you\nKeep your eyes behind you\nGet a chop about you (Skrr)\nJust know, they try me if they try you\nAnd the whole gang will stand beside you (No cap)\nRight or wrong, it’s a lifestyle (Lifestyle)\nBaby, welcome to the hood (Hood)\nIf you with us, you good (You good)\nYeah, Stichy, woo’d up\nBackpack full of rulers\nYeah, I got a white shooter\nAnd no, I ain’t shootin' no schools up (He not)\nYeah, I feel like the drill tutor (I do)\nWait, can I do a hit on a scooter? (Bow, bow)\nHuh, you know what’s going on, nigga\nAt that drill, you come home, you eat that meal\nThrow that gun away, take the gloves off\nDon’t bring it back to home, nigga\nAnd don’t tell nobody you went on a drill, nigga\nAnd don’t tell nobody who taught you how to go on a drill, nigga\nGrraow\nOrganized Crime (YGA, YGA)\nYou did that, huh?\nFelt like I brought my Italian roots back (Yeah)\nMob shit\nGrr-Bow\nShoutout my YGA niggas\nIt’s viral form\n800 foreign\nShoutout YGA, nigga\nViral form\nMabu nigga\n(YGA, YGA)