Soul Drill (Explicit)

Solaris, where you at

Poppin' pills like I'm Andy

Everybody in the city lookin like they OD

Private room, playing some pretty trippy music

I got a handy then I was a candy

Flying with the family, still growing rapidly

Known them my whole life, this is no fantasy

We do the lacy, then we get crazy

Then we just do what we like till we hazy

But it's still hard to score, hiding from the BTs

Lately I've been clean but they still wanna fuck with me

Fuck the whole politics, fuck all the parties

Fuck the whole system, ain't nothing naughty

Illness on the rise, multiple cavities

Gotta stay inside, save our fucking sanity

Lessons going offline, that's a bad strategy

You can call us atheist on charges of blasphemy

Down swing, bad fling

We don't need no fucking strings

I'm aware about your thing

And I know what you're portraying

Enough with the playing

Time is up, what you paying

You can kill this whole thing

But your heart filled up with pain

Bow to your king

Show your face, kiss my ring

You can offer me the thrill

That's a skill one hundred mil

Stop what you saying

Pay attention to this thing

This is-is the Soul Drill

This is-is the Soul Drill

Y'all know how to drip all day, everyday

But I wanna say that I'm here to slay

I'm up, I'm up twenty four hours

Imma kill your bill and then get away

In my crib but she got the jewels they call it theft

But it's just my Saturday

Gucci bag full of that, still the mac

Imma leave coz I don't really wanna stay

You were a messy stoner

You should've shown her

Man that's not the way

Hit it with the force then fill the pores

Still getting that Drenaline

You just gotta pump it with a little trumpet

You'll soon learn how to sway

You wanna get that speedo on your meter

But I'm just here to grace this race

Could have bought a mini 14

I'm so cold I need a cooler Gucci

This thing here more than just music

I get angry when I'm feeling lonely

Pull up in a Bentley, flying down 20

Rapping through a lifetime, why I'm busy

Neither sleazy nor am I lazy

People wanna see me lose it and go crazy

Everything's hard to find running from the 60s

Maybe it's a phase still I see you wanna mess with me

Went to the basics, straight to the party

I got the game go, pull up with my hottie

Homies got swag too, I got the candy

Rode all the spots like in a safari

I'm not going back, I'm not sorry

This is really cool coz it's gonna get starry

Down swing, bad fling

We don't need no fucking strings

I'm aware about your thing

And I know what you're portraying

Enough with the playing

Time is up, what you paying?

You can kill this whole thing

But your heart filled up with pain

Bow to your king

Show your face, kiss my ring

You can offer me the thrill

That's a skill one hundred mil

Stop what you saying

Pay attention to this thing

This is-is the Soul Drill

This is-is the Soul Drill

Solaris, where you at