Mops & Drills

[Intro]
He spent a band on a burner and died with it?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dante, I love you

[Verse]
I'm counting this money I'm counting these stacks
I'm fucking your bitch and I hit from the back
Too many niggas they (?)
Too many niggas you know that they rats
I pull up with sticks and you pull up with bats
I got these bitches they all on my line
Yeah these bitches they calling me fine
I do not give a fuck
I'm gonna keep it a buck
Yeah your music suck
Yeah your music suck
These niggas they hating they all on my dick
Okay watch how you moving get hit
I got these bitches they all on my line
I got thesе bitches okay they wanna fuck

[Chorus]
I pull up with mops yeah I pull up with drills
You boutta gеt killed
Fucking your thot I do this for real
I do this for real
.45 yeah right on my waist
We finna fuck I do not do dates
Pull up with this choppa yeah it go blow right to the face
Blow, blatt
Blow, blatt
Blow, blatt
Blow, blatt
Blow, blatt