Drill for me (feat. J-rizzy)

Hop in that car and you know Brody do that drill for me Jump out with ARPs and watch that Hoshin knock him off his feet And I can flow in any beat, I do this shit with ease Dump that dog shit till that nigga buckle to his knees And baby boy posted on the block, he got what you need Jump out with that fuckin' G-Lock and we chowin' torch the scene Bro and him get to bangin' nonstop until he hear us scream Pac really a gravedigger and he don't play by his brother's name Get up on him with that yop and bust that nigga fuckin' brain Turn his name into a holiday since he keep dissin' games Them tortures creepin' up on you broad, they tryna make him feel that flame Walk down, walk down with the Glock, we took that nigga on the chase Freed my brother out the gym and he just caught another case Don't be rappin' like you cut, cause we gon' take that nigga face Kemper's poppin' out that cut, you know they rockin', beavin' heat I get that cop, I'll get back, you know we gon' make it shake Pop out, cocaine shirt, it's that kind of season Bustin' back-to-back Glocks, Brody askin' what's the reason The way that bro assist to kill me, they gon' say that we be deamin Niggas really be some hoes, they ain't pop out with the demons Threw some shots right at his mid, they left him leakin' on the scene Brody tapped that nigga face, he probably thought that he was dreamin Big face shot, close casket, his family members can't even see him I catch a opp up on that Glock, you know my Brody gon' leave him Send a car, come down that Glock and me and Brody get the creepin I'll tell my Brody, you a bastard, he be really out there schemin Kemper on his Glock, I overclap when we gon' leave that nigga leavin I don't know, I don't know about anything, I heard they left him on the scene That's when she get to spittin' fast, it's like a motherfuckin' recon I pull a perk out, man, I know she really gon' start fiendin