Don't Like Drill

I don't like drill much, but I'll real life catch me a body (argh) I do tracks for a hobby I push packs of the Bobby Put my plaques on a lorry 'Cah most of these so called drillers are soggy I need more for me, I'm not sorry Bad B said that she's ridin' for me Clyde and Bonnie She's seen the diamonds on me Said, "Slow down," I move too fast like the sirens on me If I lived in London, I think that I'd have the trident on me It's all timin' for me I did my time, why they on me? Lead for an undie 'Cah I just wanna give bread to my mumsy I can't rest 'til I'm comfy What did you say? I'm sick of these zombies Now my life's comfy, put the bill in the restaurant on me I just give them what they want from me What'cha want from me? Consistency, constantly Play a song for me It's not long for me My fans like feens 'cah they're onto me Do you wanna look bad for the 'Gram, or do you want money? I'm not guilty, so lucky You ever been nicked stupidly? And buss case luckily? I dunno what's up with me You can't really say he's grown up with me If he ain't go countr' with me Sold drugs for me Would you hold guns for me? Loc up with me? How you gonna smoke up with me? Post up with me and post up piccy If you're not really rollin' with me? I'm in the studio goin' silly Bro's them with me, like the phones not goin' silly Love for my hitters in Brum, 'cah I stepped on my own in Briny Preston City, but that jail there's all cold and shitty Hindley robbed me for prop and said it got lost and didn't post it to me (dickheads) You must be jokin' with me Now I ain't got shit, I need O's in clingy Get my man to throw this thingy Hope that it lands, and the whole of the wings all hopin' with me (wishin') I'm in jail the phones broken But apparently I'm cheatin', 'cause she ain't spoken to me Come off my my phone on fuckry (get the f*ck off my phone chattin' shit) I don't like drill much but I'll real life catch me a body (argh) I do tracks for a hobby I push packs of the Bobby Put my plaques on a lorry 'Cah most of these so called drillers are soggy I need more for me, I'm not sorry Bad B said that she's ridin' for me Clyde and Bonnie She's seen the diamonds on me Said, "Slow down," I move too fast like the sirens on me If I lived in London, I think that I'd have the trident on me It's all timin' for me I did my time, why they on me? Led for an undie 'Cah I just wanna give bread to my mumsy I can't rest 'til I'm comfy (what did you say?) They supported my ting on the come up Why they hatin' my ting now I came up? Back when I never had a whip, took train up Broke and I couldn't get sleep, I stayed up Go get a shape up, with my Day Date on Ain't got my chain tucked W's up like Wu-Tang Raekwon Bando spot, hotbox, no Aircon OT country spots, bare grey Dawns Festival crowd got the same demographic Still in the the trap, that's the way I look at it Step on a box, it's no crate challenge The opps make tunes but they just ain't bangin' Spur of the moment, my darg ain't plannin' Good afternoon, that's a broad day blammin' White ting all in the spa, fake tannin' Two feet ride on my dick, great balance Please and thank you, remember your manners Go uptown, gotta show gratitude Ninety for the show but it ain't nothin' new Man knew that I'll blow since from I went school This social media shit ain't cool Man are actin' bad tryna go viral I got no role model, got no idol I get bare eyeballs when I rock my jewels I'm on Rightmove tryna find me a crib with a pool Bad boy Man, I can't stick the rules Wanna do me like Mitch, 'cah I'm paid in full Online shop, too bait for the mall I gotta step out the room when I'm makin' a call It's big business, nah, it ain't nothin' small I don't game but I might play 8-ball pool (ha) I don't like drill much but I'll real life catch me a body (argh) I do tracks for a hobby I push packs of the Bobby Put my plaques on a lorry 'Cah most of these so called drillers are soggy I need more for me, I'm not sorry Bad B said that she's ridin' for me Clyde and Bonnie She's seen the diamonds on me Said, "Slow down," I move too fast like the sirens on me If I lived in London, I think that I'd have the trident on me It's all timin' for me I did my time, why they on me? Led for an undie 'Cah I just wanna give bread to my mumsy I can't rest 'til I'm comfy (what did you say?) I'm sick of these zombies