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alec coleman - drill on holiday lyrics

intro:
it’s about the simple things in life, you know?
gotta stay humble stay positive, you know what it is
yo lemme scat this sh+t
bing bong

verse 1:
eatin’ that white cheddar
taking my time while i write these letters
taking my time while i write this message
and i write this passage in all white letters
ay, green peppers, people get tired i could go forever
told that girl i’m rockefeller
you call me so you can call me whenеver
off+white sweatеr, checkin’ the weather
ay, investor, s&p 500 stock trade sweater
goes up and down but you know i’m clever
the first settler, in the new world ’cause i’m a trend setter
no vendetta, mozzarella, gta with the homie lester
verse 2:
i ain’t got cars in my driveway
but i f+ck your b+tch if she lookin at me sideways
bad b+tch mmm when i pull up to the party
she want me to give her that venom tom hardy
but i been getting bands, free young melly he the man
i’m sittin’ on the beach watching girls getting tan
but i ain’t no pedo, i shoot it like free throw
i shoot it like curry that’s 30 i’m st+rdy
i’m calling my boy and he’s shooting them 30’s
when i run up on you what you know it’s boutta get muddy
want a b+tch with a bad physique, it’s curvy
throwin’ dots like kyler murray
ain’t got time, but i ain’t in no hurry
r drizzy yuh, huh, wait
ay water bottle no wetty
take that b+tch to the deli
shoutout fivi no my b+tch wetty
and she givin’ me wap no fetty
spendin’ on the b+tch no credit
let a b+tch out no medic
f+ckin’ on a b+tch, we run it back
touchdown, shoutout zeke that’s elliot, uh
wha?
simple
chorus:
to drill on holiday
sing billie holiday
honey, no marmalade
iced tea and lemonade
to drill on holiday
sing billie holiday
honey, no marmalade
iced tea and lemonade

verse 3:
always grinding, always busy, spin the block ’til i’m dizzy
tossin’ dimes like trubisky, suckin’ down on his glizzy
i could spare you, but i’m not a bowler
picked you off like kyle fuller
i can tee up, but i’m not a golfer
mixin’ up your b+tch like an arnold palmer
i’m ballin’ like trae today
pull up and i spray, okay
how much do you rake, get payed
these b+tches be fake, i’m g+y
they say this a hit, nah it’s a classic
i feel like i’m gravy, with this magic
when i’m in the booth, pull up causin’ havoc
put you and your family on national geographic
chorus:
to drill on holiday
sing billie holiday
honey, no marmalade
iced tea and lemonade
to drill on holiday
sing billie holiday
honey, no marmalade
iced tea and lemonade

shoutout flying jew (++rg+smic moan+)

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