Curly J shares a new song, “No Drill” [+Lyrics]

Curly J releases a new song, “No Drill” produced by Novelli & Amil D’Mor. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Curly J No Drill

On “No Drill”, Curly J can be found over the top of some wavy production all while he drops some smooth melodies and solid bars that merge together effortlessly. Curly J raps about making it in the rap game and how his team is on top of their game and winning at life. You can tell Curly J is enjoying his success, and it won’t be long before he is a household name.

Curly J – No Drill (prod. Novelli & Amil D’Mor)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Amil D’Mor

[Chorus]
Hit up practice, man, it’s been a minute
When we pull up we go ahead and get it
If they told you he did it, he did it
Superbowl back to back, we gon’ finish it
Grab the trophy, we go ahead and sit with it
I remember we came up from nothing
So now we gon’ turn up for something
We here the win, we ain’t bluffing
They hand me the ball like I’m rushing
I gotta work a lil’ smarter, I gotta go a lil’ harder
I gotta ball like a pro bowl starter
They think they cold, put ’em in a coffin
We got ’em all on a tee when we off ’em
Told them they can’t be like us, we balling
We on a spaceship and we gone for real
All of my teammates, they know the deal
EA, my heart in the game for real
Here to ball, but this ain’t no drill
Uh, new whip with some real big wheels
Oh, you mad, oh, that’s how you feel

[Verse 1]
Got the whole damn league tryna scout for us
Number one team, pass and rush
We just gonna run up them numbers
They was tough but we turned them to runners
Ain’t no way that we going back under
Came from nothing, we straight out that gutter
You better not drop when I pass it
I stand in the pocket, I pass ’em the ball
I’m in the field when they calling the plays
I don’t like what they call then I’m calling it off
Now I be running up bands with all of my friends
And I got the ball in my hands, they mad I’m scoring again

[Chorus]
Hit up practice, man, it’s been a minute
When we pull up we go ahead and get it
If they told you he did it, he did it
Superbowl back to back, we gon’ finish it
Grab the trophy, we go ahead and sit with it
I remember we came up from nothing
So now we gon’ turn up for something
We here the win, we ain’t bluffing
They hand me the ball like I’m rushing
I gotta work a lil’ smarter, I gotta go a lil’ harder
I gotta ball like a pro bowl starter
They think they cold, put ’em in a coffin
We got ’em all on a tee when we off ’em
Told them they can’t be like us, we balling
We on a spaceship and we gone for real
All of my teammates, they know the deal
EA, my heart in the game for real
Here to ball, but this ain’t no drill
Uh, new whip with some real big wheels
Oh, you mad, oh, that’s how you feel

[Verse 2]
Uh, stuck in my ways
I just wanna ball big stage
Big time players, big time plays
Uh, I put my heart in the game
Uh, they gon’ remember my name
I put the team on my back, on my shoulders
I cannot stop even if the fourth quarter go over
We gon’ keep moving like soldiers
All of our fans sending us letters like we go to war
Look what they wrote us
If you the opponent then book it
We gon’ keep going, keep pushing
We do not care if you looking

[Chorus]
Hit up practice, man, it’s been a minute
When we pull up we go ahead and get it
If they told you he did it, he did it
Superbowl back to back, we gon’ finish it
Grab the trophy, we go ahead and sit with it
I remember we came up from nothing
So now we gon’ turn up for something
We here the win, we ain’t bluffing
They hand me the ball like I’m rushing
I gotta work a lil’ smarter, I gotta go a lil’ harder
I gotta ball like a pro bowl starter
They think they cold, put ’em in a coffin
We got ’em all on a tee when we off ’em
Told them they can’t be like us, we balling
We on a spaceship and we gone for real
All of my teammates, they know the deal
EA, my heart in the game for real
Here to ball, but this ain’t no drill
Uh, new whip with some real big wheels
Oh, you mad, oh, that’s how you feel

[Verse 3]
I know they doubted, I ran it like Saquan, Giants
Uh, way too cold, iced out, Matt Ryan
You gonna win, no, I ain’t buying
Pick six and we ain’t trying
I need me one, two, three, six, seven rings like I’m Brady
I know the defense is just tryna faze me
It’s all out attack whenever you play me
Been in my bag, I run it up daily
I pull up to work with a new Mercedes

[Outro]
I need me one, two, three, six, seven rings like I’m Brady