DRILLA KILLA / SHENEEDTEDDY!
tedonthebeat
GENRE
[Part I: DRILLA KILLA]
[Intro]
Ay, ay, ay
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Mr. Most Improved
[Chorus]
Drill your homie in the back
Fuck that bitch in her crack
Take your car, that's a rack
If you play me, that's wack
Poppin' xans, that slatt
Drillers playin' no flack
Bitch we back, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
And we on the attack
And i got the MAC
Hold up, where the pack?
Smokin' on my opps
And we don't fuck with the cops
We pull up, I pop 'em both
Remember track 2, I be under oath
I still lie, but I ain't gon' lie
In the prisons I'm a 6 sided die
Yeah, I be spitting fye
AP on the track
Dream collab
Workin' on that crazy shit
From a lab
I be with all my cash
In the court
I break your legs
In a fight
I break your lеgs
This shit just empty threats
I could nevеr break someone's legs
Don't take it seriously please
Hoppin' on that bih
Bitch you know it's me, ay, ay, ay
[Chorus]
Drill your homie in the back
Fuck that bitch in her crack
Take your car, that's a rack
If you play me, that's wack
Poppin' xans, that slatt
Drillers playin' no flack
Bitch we back, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Bitch you know it's Ted
I be gettin' bands
You don't know 'bout that shit
These hoes don't believe in me
These hoes love to sleep on me
So they gon' sleep with me
I be gettin' shit to eat
Diamonds all up on my teeth
Diamonds all up on my wrist
Every day I'm getting rich
Smokin' on that pack, it's lit
Bitch!
Yeah, drilla killa on the move
We got no time to assume
Just go and stock that food
I be all up in my room
Drilla killa on the move
We got no time to assume
Just go and stock that food
Yeah, but the bucket got no room
[Chorus]
Drill your homie in the back
Fuck that bitch in her crack
Take your car, that's a rack
If you play me, that's wack
Poppin' xans, that slatt
Drillers playin' no flack
Bitch we back, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Drill your homie in the back
Fuck that bitch in her crack
Take your car, that's a rack
If you play me, that's wack
Poppin' xans, that slatt
Drillers playin' no flack
Bitch we back, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Part II: SHE NEED TEDDY]
[Chorus]
Big man Ted on the beat
Stop calling up my phone, girl
Stop hitting me up
I don't want you and you know that's what's up
I ain't interested, I told her already
In reality, she just need Teddy
I ain't even trying to be petty
But in reality, she just need Teddy
That girl just need Teddy, that girl just need Teddy
That girl just need Teddy, that girl just, just, need Teddy
[Verse]
Diamonds all in my bag
I'm getting that bag
I'm getting the cash
Get the heist
I got money for the ice
That girl want me
Well, she need me
She don't know me
But wanna meet me
I said that in the last album
But you know the outcome
My dentist going crazy trying to get me all my crowns
'Cause I'm a king, bitch, you all clowns
Got so many copycats, like M&Ms
I be doing crazy shit, yeah, droppin' gems
Bitch, I be on my Triple H shit
Keep playin' with this game
Quit playin' with my name
Bitch
That girl need me
'Cause of my fame
She just wanna be my main
I got 50 mains
That Smash Bros
She wanna smash, ho
I'm getting the cash, oh
She call me 50 times and I don't answer
Messing with our minds, ain't no plans, uh
[Chorus]
Stop calling up my phone, girl
Stop hitting me up
I don't want you and you know that's what's up
I ain't interested, I told her already
In reality, she just need Teddy
I ain't even trying to be petty
But in reality, she just need Teddy
That girl just need Teddy, that girl just need Teddy
That girl just need Teddy, that girl just, just, need Teddy
[Intro]
Ay, ay, ay
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Mr. Most Improved
[Chorus]
Drill your homie in the back
Fuck that bitch in her crack
Take your car, that's a rack
If you play me, that's wack
Poppin' xans, that slatt
Drillers playin' no flack
Bitch we back, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
And we on the attack
And i got the MAC
Hold up, where the pack?
Smokin' on my opps
And we don't fuck with the cops
We pull up, I pop 'em both
Remember track 2, I be under oath
I still lie, but I ain't gon' lie
In the prisons I'm a 6 sided die
Yeah, I be spitting fye
AP on the track
Dream collab
Workin' on that crazy shit
From a lab
I be with all my cash
In the court
I break your legs
In a fight
I break your lеgs
This shit just empty threats
I could nevеr break someone's legs
Don't take it seriously please
Hoppin' on that bih
Bitch you know it's me, ay, ay, ay
[Chorus]
Drill your homie in the back
Fuck that bitch in her crack
Take your car, that's a rack
If you play me, that's wack
Poppin' xans, that slatt
Drillers playin' no flack
Bitch we back, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Bitch you know it's Ted
I be gettin' bands
You don't know 'bout that shit
These hoes don't believe in me
These hoes love to sleep on me
So they gon' sleep with me
I be gettin' shit to eat
Diamonds all up on my teeth
Diamonds all up on my wrist
Every day I'm getting rich
Smokin' on that pack, it's lit
Bitch!
Yeah, drilla killa on the move
We got no time to assume
Just go and stock that food
I be all up in my room
Drilla killa on the move
We got no time to assume
Just go and stock that food
Yeah, but the bucket got no room
[Chorus]
Drill your homie in the back
Fuck that bitch in her crack
Take your car, that's a rack
If you play me, that's wack
Poppin' xans, that slatt
Drillers playin' no flack
Bitch we back, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Drill your homie in the back
Fuck that bitch in her crack
Take your car, that's a rack
If you play me, that's wack
Poppin' xans, that slatt
Drillers playin' no flack
Bitch we back, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Part II: SHE NEED TEDDY]
[Chorus]
Big man Ted on the beat
Stop calling up my phone, girl
Stop hitting me up
I don't want you and you know that's what's up
I ain't interested, I told her already
In reality, she just need Teddy
I ain't even trying to be petty
But in reality, she just need Teddy
That girl just need Teddy, that girl just need Teddy
That girl just need Teddy, that girl just, just, need Teddy
[Verse]
Diamonds all in my bag
I'm getting that bag
I'm getting the cash
Get the heist
I got money for the ice
That girl want me
Well, she need me
She don't know me
But wanna meet me
I said that in the last album
But you know the outcome
My dentist going crazy trying to get me all my crowns
'Cause I'm a king, bitch, you all clowns
Got so many copycats, like M&Ms
I be doing crazy shit, yeah, droppin' gems
Bitch, I be on my Triple H shit
Keep playin' with this game
Quit playin' with my name
Bitch
That girl need me
'Cause of my fame
She just wanna be my main
I got 50 mains
That Smash Bros
She wanna smash, ho
I'm getting the cash, oh
She call me 50 times and I don't answer
Messing with our minds, ain't no plans, uh
[Chorus]
Stop calling up my phone, girl
Stop hitting me up
I don't want you and you know that's what's up
I ain't interested, I told her already
In reality, she just need Teddy
I ain't even trying to be petty
But in reality, she just need Teddy
That girl just need Teddy, that girl just need Teddy
That girl just need Teddy, that girl just, just, need Teddy
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