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thee grome - drill lyrics

[verse 1: mandojoe]
cole you def no road man
got three quid
hop in the benz with the mates got our hands up more bands
you straight down daft
birminham bloke robbed you blind!
pockets empty you ain’t got naft
got left in on the behind sean got posh
pop into tesco grab three bins and copped more nosh!
wait no bevvy?
run up manz like a pub
make sure rob him heavy!
make that gat go steady!
straight down the heady!

[verse 2: wood]
standin still, like a mannequin
rob yo girl, check the damages
castle park, tony landed in
you try to hang but i am not a fan of him!
history, history why you so busy?
you look like you listen to little d+cky
all of that soy got you actin so sissy
“get your ass over here, lil missy!”
rcc got you actin lil p+ssy
kenny flow got you bubblin like fizzy
step to me, you gon end up like biggie
just like the iceler you “bissy bissy!”
all play and no work make besher a b+tch
but you ain’t workin we know that ditch
sean on the track got him soundin like stitch
we turn you nihilist, got you like nietzche!
or nietzche
tony actin like robin was pinche
wilin out at that park near the freeway
he get stuck on the fireball “hee hay”
play in the gutter like san bernadinay!
sean lookin white and sad just like a mime
gettin goosebumps i think he needs the heim
boss makes a dollar while cole makes a dime
thats why he sleepin on company time!
give me a week i turn ten to a milli
give you a week you give ten straight to billy
walk out your room, why you dressin like ghillie
you walkin round like you listen to skrilly!
sean in his feels cause he listenin to “will he”
i’m gettin bills listening to “a milli”
cole in his car get pulled over like really?
he riding dirty like his name chamilly!
[verse 3: wood, mandojoe]
jump outta bed like i’m jpro
i f+ck a fat b+tch start callin me quavo
look at my eyes now b+tch look at my draco
i’m doin flips and tricks just like mi perro!
i pull up and reverse just like its uno
take a knife drain your life just like its juno
i’m goin doja cat so you need to know
when you want me to stop you can just say so!
but i’m a menace
shota flow on like i’m dennis
pull up on yo block and aim with no preface
i open up yo door and eat yo breakfast
then beat yo ass up like wallace m+rs+llus!
i get to countin like danny koker
then you’ll be runnin like elementer
look at my uzi now look at the floor
then i raid your house and cook up a bird!
you get to rappin the party is over
weak bar and flow must be born in october
unequivocally, you suck, and moreover
show up to work and get paid in exposure!
ask for a raise but the boss think you buggin!
‘specially cause all you doin is nothin
flash forward to when you are twenty+somethin
still live at home, and it’s yourself you’re touching!
we pull up and push yo ass in the gulley
and we know that you gussy’s bully
rob you fully
real trap sh+t and i got that pully!
got your two shoes cause you goody
you look at me and get woody
sneak up behind you and pull up your hoodie
you go to bj’s and order pizookie
lay off the tracks cause you sound like a rookie!
[verse 4: kilo, mandojoe, wood]
k!ll two birds one stone, call it quick maths
when i see you both, it’s gonna be a rat tat tat
big hair, small tw+t
when i see you both, gonna get snap snap snapped!
runnin round you doing laps
i can see you i’m heading back
‘member alcott, talking smack
’bout your hair mate, that sh+t wack
as a matter of fact i adapt, so lemme just run it back
i’m gonna pass it to joey, while i’m holding these racks!
one take tony you sound like a rookie
i pull up to his house i call him a bookie
hop in the whip and i beat up cole downtown
call up his b+tch she said e.t. phone home!
she live up in sp+ce where no one hears shout shout!
sean eat too much meat then he’s getting that gout gout!
in his foot
call him out and he shook
we spittin on em cause we cook
leavin that one for the books!

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