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gopal – drilly lyrics

[intro]
who said i can’t do drill, blud f+ck that, man i got flows on flows that’ll duck man down
if i pull up in the dance everybody better run cah dem man are getting bun

who said i can’t do drill, blud f+ck that, man i got flows on flows that’ll duck man down
if i pull up in the dance everybody better run cah dem man are getting bun
oi, come against me and get spun, man i got the whole game on lock
yo man just talk online like they ‘bout it
man talk crud its nuttin’ to be proud of
yo, grew up on a dumb estate, north side that’s a jumpy place
where you might get stabbed by your mate and you can’t trust no one, that’s not safe
that’s peak innit, man‘ve got gucci wallеts but ain’t got no ps in it
i know a couple bruddas are gonna be hurt whеn they hear these lyrics
f+ck ’em, man can’t touch the flow, are you dumb, yeah just cos man i got brown skin
don’t think i step back when it comes to sh+lling a mic, i’m a problem, spin it no long ting
brown boys can’t do rap, brown boys can’t do grime, brown boys can’t do drill
i’m here to show you all the truth cah these raps here, they can get a man wrapped
man get gassed cah their sauce on spill, big man that won’t pay your bills
said you really take that risk in the field, but man don’t gas, man keep it real
i can’t tell you ‘bout trapping, but i know what it’s like to be trapped in the poverty
i told myself “i gotta make it for the family” cah i don’t wanna end up with a average salary
you know the pattern g, man i got choices, hoes they wanna follow me
she wanna call me “one in a million” doesn’t bother me
i never let her mess with my head, she ain’t stopping me
and man are just doing up chatty, can’t lie man ain’t got time for no cattys, and
all these tings, yeah they say that they love me, the only women i care about are my sis and my mumzy
everybody wanna come and be 67, i never had a wap cah my pen is my weapon
i don’t give a f+ck ‘bout pendants, bend that tune like beckham, and uhh
dem man talk but i know that they’re bluffing, are you smoking something, cos you’re
chatting ‘bout your cousin, but i’m live in the flesh, can you tell me please, what’s your brudda gonna do
i can get a crew rearranging, before you splash it on a chain, start saving
i k!ll these tracks and i score more points, you ain’t ever done dirt, you ain’t scored no points on the pavements
no face, no case, you don’t worry l!ckle brudda, you ain’t gonna have a case
cah i know you don’t, sell drugs, buss guns, flip packs, chit chat
dem man are just coming on a badman ting cah they only ever ride for the snapchat vids
said you’re a gunman, still got opps, so much p, still living on the block
done crime, you shot drugs but so what, i know dons who do the same but don’t feel the need to tell the world and show off
man just snitch on themselves, you man are doughnuts
how many times have you said “fam how many times” but you ain’t even buss that stick, not one of dem times
nah you ain’t even one of dem guys, tryna make it for mum like a hundred times
tun’ up ya bludclart speaker, man’ll get smoked like sativa
call me ’the destroyer’ like shiva, they’re only rich online with v+bucks
man‘ve got a buss down wrist, new shape car
all now still living in a council estate with your mum, that’s mad
how you gonna get spun by a guy with a pen and a pad
man know every single brand of garms, don’t know a single quote from the quran
dem man are just postcode warriors, they don’t move box like couriers, and i’m
late night vamping, studio settings, anybody spitting get bun
fam get round where, are you dumb
i can glide on any types of beats but they’re not close to me cah
manaman are mc driller, no porkies like digga, been tryna get the money in the bank, but these
negative bruddas, yeah they’re bringing me down
but wouldn’t ever have a clue that i’d be k!lling it now, so yo
if you find it offensive, can’t lie it was aimed at you and i say what i want, beg a man try stop this
megaman flow, yeah its oh so solid
and these hood girls got a way bigger body count than you fake bad boys, chatting 44’s in a 4 door, but we know that you never been about that
they wanna gas, i ain’t ever gonna low that
said you’re on violence, mans not buying it, real ogs yeah they move in silence
and i gotta give credit where due cah bare dons i know they trap to be righteous
man don’t care, nah mans not bothered, cah you could be a badboy there
badboy where, i still couldn’t give 2 sh+ts, any tempo yeah i’m taking the p+ss

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