Unknown T - Who said drill’s dead? (Lyrics) (Freestyle)

•Follow Bulldog Lyrics UK here: Subscribe On Youtube:    / @bulldoglyricsuk   Slowed + Reverb :    / @slowed4566   Follow on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/bulldoglyrics/ Lyrics to Unknown T - Who said drill’s dead? (Freestyle) [Verse 1] Forget the shank, heard they said that, "Drill's dead" Bit of mileage, rev and they're live instead I don't know 'bout chattings, I grind instead Fuck it, I might as well fly these pebs Pass mode, but my clients in debt Where my dough? You don't know violence means bread It's silent when the waps and the ding's in the glides intense (Euff) Look, opps can't fuck with a 'tug Bust and spin, we make the Tridents come We're live, morе time, it's a 98 ting I rap, but I still might provide that gun Shotgun, two cases, two opеrations done, listen They can run, can't hide 'cah cases get flung (Mhm, mhm) The location's dumb, of course, you couldn't come (Listen) [Chorus] Who's said, "Drill's dead"? Still bangin' off lead 'til everything's red A yute got done, ain't a corpse, but course we attempt (Euff) Spent two thousand on the broom, start runnin' I hate dumb yutes on the fence No cautions, crash, splash it with intent (Yuck) I'm vexin', a boy givin' batty and bench This corn's like a rash, it spreads (Grrt) [Verse 2] You ain't ever been live in the T with a live in the tee Done drills, I repent, QZ's, represent Dumb paparazzis wan' pree the events If the scenes red taped, it's a serious offense I'ma back my brolo, we never fence, I'll leave you in a drench (Erugh) Grown men try act tough, fill 'em with cents Check the crime scene, it's a ments (Erugh) Me and my Glocks like batty and bench Rass this, span the cartridge We attendin' then drop out, feed them revenge, boom Side by side with a G Lock, 3-point turn 'cah we blew off again My red chop ting hold skengs Stamp on the brown and peng Pen sizes or attempts and a whole leap of trials, buss them, boom It's my turn, little baby Tell my bae, "No pictures", that's a baities Babylon hate me, but the world rate me Livin' life like the crack game in the 80's (Yuck) About drill is dead, I'm dead All the bros got bread, maybe, you're just lazy Heard the plug got stained by a kid That's my young thug, shit, call me feisty (Tekky) [Chorus] Who's said, "Drill's dead"? Still bangin' off lead 'til everything's red A yute got done, ain't a corpse, but course we attempt (Euff) Spent two thousand on the broom, start runnin' I hate dumb yutes on the fence No cautions, crash, splash it with intent (Yuck) I'm vexin', a boy givin' batty and bench This corn's like a rash, it spreads (Grrt) [Outro] Grrt, listen, opps can't fuck with a 'tug Bust and spin, we make the Tridents come We're live, more time, it's a 98 ting I rap, but I still might provide that gun Listen, opps can't fuck with a 'tug Bust and spin, we make the Tridents come Woosh, woosh, tek and run Bust the spin, we make the Tridents come #bulldoglyrics #unknownt