Drill 6

[Intro: Flippa & Top5]
Whenever we in the 6, we drill shit, lil' nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you know how we rock
When it's back OT, bah!
Free my guys
Free Century, bitch
R.I.P. my guys
GGG!

[Verse]
Catch a body, nigga, catch a body (Pack that)
And if it gets too hot, my nigga, fly to 'Mali (Nyoom!)
Poppin' mollies be my fuckin' hobby (Flip that)
But trust me, it's been a minute since I popped a molly (Kick that)
This ain't a 'Rari, this a Beamer (Rah, rah, rah)
Don't say, "Wallahi", you disbeliever (Nah, nah, nah)
I'm on your block, I did my research (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They couldn't recognize his features (Bah, bah, bah)
Don't ever think that you can page me (Nah, nah, nah)
My niggas steppin' on the daily (Yеah, yeah, yeah)
Can't rep thе set and be a baby (Nah, nah, nah)
I'm from the Jungle, man, they can't fuckin tame me (Bah)
Drill 6, drill 6
My nigga catching bodies, and he still rich
So if you see a oppa, better kill shit
I don't wanna hear that shit if you ain't kill him
Because believe me, we let hell go (Bah, bah, bah)
We left that nigga in his jail clothes (Bah, bah, bah)
And for Foolish, they went brazy
(Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Packs gone, and they went and packed a baby
Drill 6, drill 6
What you want? Man, you ain't tryna kill shit
Put that gun away, you ain't gonna peel shit
You ran the other day, man, we know you a real bitch
My opps ain't wit' it, they tell long lies (Cap, cap, cap)
They think they making up some strong ties (Cap, cap, cap)
This nigga swearing on his moms life
Their fuckin' shit can never be some fuckin' mob ties (Bah, bah, bah)
I hit your block and shoot a movie
Wig his top, I'ma leave that nigga guzzi (Bah)
I'm a Dot boy (Bah), I roll with six kids (Bah)
And they pop toys (Bah), and they pitch shit (Bah)
Send shots, catch a 'Mali, pitch him in the lobby
And fuck that, we the 'Malis that be catchin' bodies (Bah)
Drill 6, drill 6
You dumb bitch, all our guns got a kill-switch

[Outro]
Free Century, bitch
Know how we rockin'
GGG