Fire Drill Skill

Hustlin the grands, hustle cause

I can Hustle like my mother was in love with rubber bands

Russia and

Japan, Russia pass the fans

I am not a sucker, sucker mother was a

Stan I ain't never ran,

I am number tan

If ten is meaning best then we are votin who the man

Jumpin out the

Lam-borghini, they like damn

Wanna be like him so

I can get me one of them

I ain't gon' pretend, gun it never jam

Cadillac the truck,

I got another that's sedan

Money come from

Pam, money come to hand

That's the bitches manager,

I want her,

I'ma span

Ask me where

I been, I've been spending

Ben Franklins and swangin, gettin mileage on my

Benz I ain't gon' pretend,

I ain't one of them

People that be fake, so effort,

I don't want a friend

The industry is saying that boy got skills

And the streets is saying that boy so real

Who that boy trackin that boy

Chamill'?

Always give you somethin that boys gon' feel