lirik lagu (mf) kfrmda3s – lovely drill
[hook: kfrmda3s & dama]
it’s long when we talk on tracks
lets state facts
we get k!lls (k!ll them yutes)
[?] got packed
all now we ain’t seen no drills (no drills)
sweet one wanna hold this steel
wanna hold this wap
d-mn she real
two man already turnt pack
but they never came back
lovely drill (i love it)
serving this beef like maccy d’s (bo boosh)
dropped two and a third
or might be a kwenging gradually (gradually)
lurked trying to fill them with smoke
swing my arm cause a tragedy (ching)
they ain’t done no drills but they talk on tracks
they can’t chat for me (chatty chatty)
them man all running like athlete
[verse 1: kfrmda3s]
pedal bike mode no phone we lurky
we glide late night that’s us
drops come certi
two man job couldn’t lie bout much
swing that shank on the mains turn curly
no chat when your boss got touched
ot gonna fly them early
don’t smoke percy dish that grub
burst that party drill my chargie
f-ck with the 4’s gonna swing or chop
ot still beefing the malis
trap round here gonna turn that off
me and bro got sweets no smarties
take l’s hardly we take blocks
more time just swing for the hearty
make the bad b go and hold this mop
i’m trynna pack man no tv really
i heard the opp boys want be me
slap corn at your back or beanie
don’t ride back cah them boy too neeky
throw o’s in the pig that’s cheeky
[?] got packed let me hide the vvs
young boy wanna ride with man
rise and tan in the ride no kiki
[hook: kfrmda3s & dama]
it’s long when we talk on tracks
lets state facts
we get k!lls (k!ll them yutes)
[?] got packed
all now we ain’t seen no drills (no drills)
sweet one wanna hold this steel
wanna hold this wap
d-mn she real
two man already turnt pack
but they never came back
lovely drill (i love it)
serving this beef like maccy d’s (bo boosh)
dropped two and a third
or might be a kwenging gradually (gradually)
lurked trying to fill them with smoke
swing my arm cause a tragedy (ching)
they ain’t done no drills but they talk on tracks
they can’t chat for me (how)
them man all running like athlete
[verse 2: dama]
i’m a horrible yute on horrible stuff
still step with a horrible bunch
lurk me day lurk bro day
trynna fish me some lunch
the scoreboards one side
they looking all mence
the other side got the hump
d-a too g-ssed too [?]
kweng kweng or i’ll chestshot punks
what you know bout jail house bang up
shouting the gov like did i get post
and i’m g-ssed if i’m hearing a yes
but true say i’m stressed if i’m hearing a no
i was in my cell with losses
rest i’m starving with no canteen
(i was in my cell with losses
rest i’m starving with no canteen)
[verse 3: jtrizzy]
on the opp block with this bad b happy
call her baby like maggie
my gang’s on sh-t like nappies tappy
call us the adam’s family
man spot that yute from the p-ssy
get it done quick in the sun like capri
these yutes try pull up at mac d’s
[?] dropped cause my arm got slappied
my mum hates it cause i’m aggy aggy
see me switch up no tranny
boys think that i’m dumping cabbies
way that i hop out of the cab on patties
all of my broski’s trappy
[?] gets rid of the white like gabby
i know that i said no blem
you can get smoked in your hood no baccy
get turned to a zoot that’s cali cali
i don’t smoke tho cah i’m anti
get turnt to a pack no paki
not racist tho free up my akhys
got love for my bro my family
no hero just a bunch of baddies
[?] coulda turnt to a pack
real shame tho too fat for the baggies
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