Meekz – Don’t Like Drill Lyrics

Meekz – Don’t Like Drill Lyrics

I don’t like drill much, but I’ll real life catch me a body
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 riding for me
Clyde & 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 timing 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 time I’m comfy
What did you say?
I’m sick of these zombies

Now my life’s comfy, out 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 cunch 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 rolling with me
I’m in the studio going silly
Bro’s them with me, like the phones not going 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
You must be joking 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 hoping with me (Wishing)
I’m in jail the phones broken
But apparently I’m cheating, ’cause she ain’t spoken to me
Come off my my phone in fuckry (Get the fuck off my phone chatting 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 riding for me
Clyde & 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 timing 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 time I’m comfy (What did you say?)

They supported my ting on the come up
Why they hating 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 dons
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 banging
Spur of the moment, my darg ain’t planning
Good afternoon, that’s a broad day blaming
White ting all in the spa fake tanning
Two feet ride on my dick, great balance
Please and thank you, remember your manners
Go uptown, gotta show gratitude
90 for the show but it ain’t nothing new
Man knew that I’ll blow since from I went school
This social media shit ain’t cool
Man are acting 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 making a call
It’s big business, nah it ain’t nothing small
I don’t game but I might play 8 ball pool (Hehe)

I don’t like drill much, but I’ll real life catch me a body
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 riding for me
Clyde & 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 timing 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 time I’m comfy
What did you say?
I’m sick of these zombies