lirik lagu isthatfr0st - lil drummer jit
[intro: isthatfr0st]
oh, yeah
ain’t no christmas without the ice
you already know what it is
sh~t on my neck, zero dollars
copped that sh~t for free for saint nick
brrt, yeah, let’s go
[verse 1: jeesh]
i just pulled up in the stable (hold on)
like, “what the f~ck up in this b~tch?”
folk done came from america d~ck
just to bang with the sticks, we some lil drummer jits
been fire chopping, that’s how we get down (oh, yeah)
i know mary gon’ f~ck with the sound
lil baby j, you the goat
lemme give you a beat
where the f~ck are your opps? they get downed
(bow) pilate a b~tch, get the round
(bow) satan gon’ get stompеd out
and f~ck all the feds, they k!lling thеse kids
so they on the list to get popped
walked to this b~tch from afar
talk on the gang and we bah
all i got in here is me and my drum, so what’s up with it?
we finna hit right now
[verse 2: young$ter]
yeah, huh, lil drummer jit
if that n~gga talkin’, we ain’t throwin’ fists
30 round drum is the clip
pa~rum~pum~pum~pump when its poppin’ and sh~t
he talk on my prophets, i’m slidin’ for christ
bring heat in the winter, i’m leavin’ ’em iced
got hollows for holidays it’s merry bl!ckmas
send him to jesus he up in the sky
[chorus: jhbboss]
we some lil drummer jits, do not try to play dumb
boy, you already knew what it was
let it sing like choir on sunday for fun
he get rocked like goliath or sum
i’m a lil drummer jit with two sticks and a drum
let it sing it go rum~pum~pum~pum
(huh, yeah) rum~pum
(huh, yeah) rum~pum
we some lil drummer jits, do not try to play dumb
boy, you already knew what it was
let it sing like choir on sunday for fun
he get rocked like goliath or sum
i’m a lil drummer jit with two sticks and a drum
let it sing it go rum~pum~pum~pum
(huh, yeah) rum~pum
(huh, yeah) rum~pum
[verse 3: aerial ace]
don’t kiss me b~tch, kiss a missile
switch my stick, paradiddle
he ain’t no jit, he a skittle
boy needa shape up, blade gon’ chisel
he in his heart majorette make ’em dance on a drum pattern
big smoke finna poke, make ya lungs cavern
egg his noggin we up in a rum tavern
[verse 4: ty wild]
sayin’ son santa
son stay with a bag in the sleigh
my bae, she slay, i stay in my bag
hood christmas, snow stay gettin’ slinged in the trap
i’m making it rain from the rafters
get that boy touched like he stained by a pastor
acquire the chop let it sing at the masses
lil drummers with sticks and we trappin’
stick with a drum to his hat and it clap him
[chorus: jhbboss]
we some lil drummer jits, do not try to play dumb
boy, you already knew what it was
let it sing like choir on sunday for fun
he get rocked like goliath or sum
i’m a lil drummer jit with two sticks and a drum
let it sing it go rum~pum~pum~pum
(huh, yeah) rum~pum
(huh, yeah) rum~pum
we some lil drummer jits, do not try to play dumb
boy, you already knew what it was
let it sing like choir on sunday for fun
he get rocked like goliath or sum
i’m a lil drummer jit with two sticks and a drum
let it sing it go rum~pum~pum~pum
(huh, yeah) rum~pum
(huh, yeah) rum~pum
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