Don't Like Drill

[Chorus: Meekz]

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 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 time till l'm comfy

What did you say?

I'm sick of these zombiеs

[Verse 1: Meekz]

Now my life's comfy

Put the bill in the rеstaurant on me

I just give them what they want from me

What ya want from me?

Consistency, constantly

Play a song for me

It's not long for me

My fans like fiends 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 bust case luckily

I don't know what's up with me

You can't really say that he grown up with me

If he didn't go cunch with me

Sold drugs for me

Would you hold guns for me?

Lock up with me

How you gonna smoke up with me?

Post up with me and post a piccy

If you're not really rollin' with me (Argh)

I'm in the studio goin' silly

Bros dem with me

Like the phone's not goin' silly

Love for my hitters in Brum cah I stepped on my own in briny (Wollan?)

Preston city, but that jail there is all cold and shitty (Freezin')

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 mans to throw this thingy

Hope that it lands and the whole of the wings all hoping with me (Wishin')

I'm in jail, the phone's broken

But apparently, I'm cheatin', 'cause she ain't spoken to me

Come off my phone, I'm fuckery

(Get the fuck off my phone chatting shit)

[Chorus: Meekz]

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 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 time till l'm comfy

What did you say?

[Verse 2: Central Cee]

They supported my ting on the come up

Why they hatin' my ting now I came up?

Back when I didn't have 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 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'

Spare him a moment, my dog 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'II 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 l'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 (Hehe)

[Chorus: Meekz]

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 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 time till l'm comfy

What did you say?

I'm sick of these zombies