Lil Tony Official
Baby Drill Flow
[Chorus]
Damn, damn, damn, damn
One of my mans just died, I'm mad as fuck, but I still can't feel that shit
Heard one of the opps just got poked up, when his ass get out, we gon' drill that bitch
That lil' ho freaked out, freaked out, kick the ho right out the spot, I ain't feel that bitch
We on some murder shit, hold your glizzy up if you ever shot it
Clutchin' on this Judge, it shoot shells like a fuckin' shotty (Like a fuckin' shotty)
N***a, why you cappin' when you rappin'? Ain't got no fuckin' body (Ain't got no fuckin' body)
The way my youngins quick to leave some shit, we need a porta-potty (They need a porta-potty)

[Verse]
Man, forty degrees the only thing we do, n***a, fuck a college (Bah, bah, bah)
I been pullin' racks out of these skinnies like, boy, fuck a wallet (Fuck a wallet)
N***as not еven scammin', they just take it out, thеn redeposit (Then redeposit)
I was born with manners and with standards, n***a, fuck a profit (Fuck a profit)
The way Lil T be snatchin' souls, they thought he was evil (They thought he was evil)
They don't even know he zip one up and then he pray to Jesus (And then he pray to Jesus)
Thank the Lord for my mistakes, know I got right for all my people (I got right for all my people)
They done snaked this n***a once, promise it will not be a sequel (Will not be a sequel)
Slap this dick inside my glizzy, ho won't stop, she keep on cummin'
They thought I was from Detroit 'cause just like Andre, I be drummin' (Just like Andre, I be drummin')
I call them all my lil' baboons, my brothers gorillas and they monkeys (Gorillas and they monkeys)
I'm quick to rock out like Dwayne, I leave 'em lost just like Jumanji (Leave 'em lost just like Jumanji)
Ayy, heard they want 'em dead, but they ain't slid, I guess they scared (I guess they scared)
Fuck that, don't shoot a n***a in the leg, headshot, shoot a n***a ass in the dreads (Bah, bah)
Hop out, freak in the hotbox geeked
How you love her, but she don't even get fucked on the bed? (Freak, freak, freak)
Fuck a tweet, n***a, let's meet (Let's meet)
Slide, Lil T on the beat like a sled (Yeah)
Fuck a lil' tweet
Thick lil' shit tryna get in the sheets (Get in the sheets)
Brand-new whip, can't fuck up the seats (Can't fuck up the seats)
Hear the narcs out, scream fuck 12 every week (Fuck 12 every week)
Thick lil' shit, charge a ho for the D (Charge a ho for the D)
Freak-ass ho can't fuck with T (Can't fuck with T)
Nah, ho, not for free (Not for free)
When it's beef, hear a R.I.P. every fuckin' week (Frrt, frrt, frrt)
Lots of sticks, lots of fuckin' drums, lots of fuckin' guns (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
N***a, we just like the Sinaloa, we got lots of tons (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Racks, racks, racks, racks, racks, we got lots of funds (Huh)
Back, back, back, back, back, we don't do one on one (One on one)
Ayy, this four-nick leave his ass where he don't know shit (Where he don't know shit)
Hop inside that water, I had floated like a blowfish (Just like a blowfish)
I just started rappin', they say, "T, you on some GOAT shit" (You on some GOAT shit)
Man, long live lil' twin, shout out lil' Cam, he on some more shit (He on some more shit)
[Chorus]
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
One of my mans just died, I'm mad as fuck, I still can't feel this shit (Can't feel this shit)
Heard one of the opps just got poked up, when his ass get out, we gon' kill that bitch (We gon' kill that bitch)
That lil' ho freaked out, freaked out, kick the ho right out the spot, I ain't feel that bitch (I ain't feel that bitch)
We on some murder shit, hold your glizzy up if you ever shot it (If you ever shot it)
Clutchin' on this Judge, it shoot shells like a fuckin' shotty (Like a fuckin' shotty)
N***a, why you cappin' when you rappin'? Ain't got no fuckin' body (Ain't got no fuckin' body)
The way my youngins love to leave some shit, we need a porta-potty (Need a porta-potty)