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lemz bc - the drop lyrics

[hook + lemz & r.a.]
i put it in a bowl
microwave ting or i can whip it on the stove
keep the ting cl!cking like bridget on my jones
violate, i’ll put five digits on your dome
i’m like i put this on the road
i seen a quarter m, i can put that on my soul
put volts in his wagon when he’s turning in his golf
got this whoopi goldberg that’ll turn him to a ghost

[verse 1 + lemz]
slap five figures on your head just for disrespect
stepping outta line, i’ll get you wet like you p+ssed the bed
in the can i sent it through the wire like mr west
ten bags, my drilla said it even hit the pr+ck for less
seen a pagan go into his man bag
so i got the whistle out and put my t++th in like his granddad
call yourself the plug then we’re the stick+up kids
my darg will take the money back after we pick up bricks
i can tell you stories bout my toy but it ain’t woody
your b+tch playing both sides like a game of footy
d+ckhead in this ting, you think you’re hood cause you wear a hoodie
my life’s like a movie and you’re just a goody
pr+cks sending threats through the net but i air those
in the field i get my arms out like a scarecrow
young g’s riding out for pr+cks, they’re just brainwashed
if i see an opp i’ll make him shower, no raindrops
[hook + lemz & r.a.]
i put it in a bowl
microwave ting or i can whip it on the stove
keep the ting cl!cking like bridget on my jones
violate, i’ll put five digits on your dome
i’m like i put this on the road
i seen a quarter m, i can put that on my soul
put volts in his wagon when he’s turning in his golf
got this whoopi goldberg that’ll turn him to a ghost

[verse 2 + r.a.]
i’m back still, trap still, crack field, pack steal
mac spill, watch his ribs, back and head back peel
that’s still mad still, man will plan ill
jukk him, tell him stand still, slap it, get that mad feel
so why you talking like you bout that?
i doubt that, got a couple bruddas that’ll scout that
then bounce back, slide like b+tter when i mount that
and slouch back, knock you, your brudda and your crown back
squirt him with the super soaker like i’m tryna drown that
rolling with the spinner, that’s a tool that i can vouch facts
leave a donny’s liver in a pool, i’m tryna scouse that
on my mother’s i was on a madness, grip and clap
someone tell them bruddas allow the badness, just stick to rapping
me and lemz had the jail boxed, shoulda seen the pattern
now i’m tryna get my breadbox and leave the rapping
i done seen so much dead opps my p3 was crashing
[hook + lemz & r.a.]
i put it in a bowl
microwave ting or i can whip it on the stove
keep the ting cl!cking like bridget on my jones
violate, i’ll put five digits on your dome
i’m like i put this on the road
i seen a quarter m, i can put that on my soul
put volts in his wagon when he’s turning in his golf
got this whoopi goldberg that’ll turn him to a ghost

- lemz bc lyrics

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