Trap n’ Drill

[Violin Solo]
(Verse)
Been paper chasin 
Stackin g my cake lil Debbie
Ninjas want smoke they can get it
Ak’s n Draco’s 
Play a ninja like a cello 
Heard he was sweet like some jello
I got the dope
Who got the rillos to roll
Gas make em cough like a cold
With the deuce deuce
Give a ninja as the blues
All of my hitters got shoot 
Shit can get messy 
If he on some petty 
My ninjas  some pits they be ready
Countin my veggies 
While smokin this relish
That be a ninja,s main fetish 
My mind is sick
Leaving bodies in the ditch
They say that I’m lunatic 
Own the  business 
I’m the ninja  with the shit
Chrome to his cheek good night kiss
I’m bout my bags
If she ain’t talk bout that
Toss her like Phil did jazz
No love for a hoe
Tunnel vision on the doe
Room full a of that thick smoke
On my cartel
Everything go fa sell
A ninja got beef
I got bail
Ruger call Jordan
Shooting guard wit assist 
But ninja still be scorin
[Violin Solo]
[Violin Solo]
(Verse)
Been paper chasin 
Stackin my cake lil Debbie
nigas want smoke they can get it
Ak’s n Draco’s 
Play a niga like a cello 
Heard he was sweet like some jello
I got the dope
Who got the rillos to roll
Gas make em cough like a cold
With the deuce deuce
Give a niga as the blues
All of my hitters got shoot 
Shit can get messy 
If he on some petty shit
My nigas some pits they be ready
Countin my veggies 
While smokin this relish
That be a nigas  main fetish 
My mind is sick
Leaving bodies in the ditch
They say that I’m lunatic 
Own the  business 
I’m the nigas with the shit
Chrome to his cheek good night kiss
I’m bout my bags
If she ain’t talk bout that
Toss her like Phil did jazz
No love for a hoe
Tunnel vision on the doe
Room full a of that thick smoke
On my cartel
Everything go fa sell
A niga got beef
I got bail
Ruger call Jordan
Shooting guard wit assist 
But niga still be scorin
[Violin Solo]
Knock knock here I come tell me where is the money 
Them hollow tip bullets hit em leave stiff like a mummy
Heat seekin bullet hit ‘em if he try to run from me 
I’ll shoot his as through the door from his head to his stomach
Head chest pants shoes 
From all yo blood’ll ooze
Arrest for aggravation 
From bussin them 22
The bullets that touch em
No need for discussion 
It’s been a decade of a mass destruction 
For busters 
illiterate mothafawkers
Uhhh
It’s over for you ninjas that think they better than me
Step up in my presents I pray to god they better be
Thinking bout murkin me
Wanna see me forever sleep 
I’m not even gon talk to u
I’m let Mr Glock speak
A super soaker wet you up
Cuz I’m your searcher never sleep
hit from your chests down to your knees to make yo legs go weak
Hide yo body  Rest In Peace 
They search for days n then turned weeks
Yo boy still go keep that heat n come harder on ever beat 
 I’m a beast
And I go..demon time  
Wipe a ninja
Like I do a tear from my children eyes 
Smokin on the runts got me with the Chinese eyes

Drill,Trap