CRSLYRC - Drummer Boy lyrics

[Intro] It's all good (Yeah) It's all good, it's all good Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Two phones on me, Sidekick jumping me Yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah [Hook] See them n***as in my rearview, looking out for them Winslows Pieces hanging out the window, like a driveby on Hanukkah Pull up on 'em like a Drummer Boy, packing something like it's Ramadan Coming baring gifts with all my n***as, we celebrate, with d** and b**hes [Verse 1: Kid Dop3] Issues on issues, we leaving, put n***as on early dismissal These lil n***as chillin', while the spliff god rollin' up a seven I've been rolling deep like Adele, been too busy tryna catch a wave Trade the clippers in for some dreads, but my n***a you can catch the fade Better watch your tone boy, you don't need a 10 Them boys will spot that a** quick, like check that leopard print And the bucket wasn't even 17, I had a half B on the highway Took a zan before I bought a Beamer, like how the f** this get in my driveway? Yeah, yeah, I am not joking, I'm totally motherf**ing focused That acid trip ain't even phasing me, I ain't even motherf**ing notice Yeah, you n***as, are all figments, of a world that I created Yeah yeah yeah [Hook x 2] [Bridge: Kid Dop3 and CRSLYRC] Do you really want to know, how a n***a keep it low It should come as no surprise That I've been smoking on this dro Tryna stay up from the po, but it's all right Yeah [Verse 2: CRSLYRC] Come f** with the kid, but don't f** with the kid I frequent the fast lane, keep up with the kid Smoke til I'm top floor, your b**h is an eyesore My shorty's an outlaw, I'm Billy the Kid All I really need is this life of sin is 100 million reasons to repent The root of evil never looked so appealing, I live underground but I walk on the ceiling Slave to the wave 'til my grave day, looking for a payday I couldn't really care about a naysay Wray wray, sipping with a b**h, I'm on a playdate Puffin on a jay jay, rubbing her vajayjay Blowing up like a meth lab, Mr White when I chef blue Fully loaded and I'm off the holster, world on my shoulder, cup runneth over, yuhh [Verse 3: Daz Merchant] Water diamonds on my neck, you know a n***a can't swim (no, no) I'm never ever really lacking, you know a n***a don't slip (no, no) Unless I'm slipping in the DM's, unless I'm slipping in ya b**h (Ya!) I don't care about no drama, I care about getting rich (cash out) Pull out the pocket rocket and I can set off, I just got the V, I need to get that off p**y n***as s**ing lead off, they all on my dick, please tell 'em to get off I know a couple n***as holding berettas, my shows always lit looking like it's Coachella If this was 2005, I'd be up in the club bumpin' that 50, a couple gang members Popping Cristal with Sean John on my denim, dammit that young n***a spittin' that venom sh** on 'em all and now it's all accidental, you got a couple blogs? Boy I got several Real n***a sh**, I square up with the Devil, got ya b**h screaming like a tea kettle High off the [?] and you are sea level, legend in my city, I am a rebel [Hook x 2] [Verse 4: Kid Dop3] I'm the "Drugs won't stop you from working" spokesperson Been at it from the jump soon as my Converse hit the turf Told them boys I get it done just to show 'em it's closed curtains Pull an arson in your hall like I co-star with Ed Murp That ship'll get burnt down Falling victim to the cycle, rip through the tide and get washed out Man, I swear I feel so numb to this sh**, frostbit my fingers, still ain't losing the grip I can smell blood in the water, I should've you pussies not to swim while you leaking Not concerned with the time of the month, just surviving the season And I bet not catch you slip, no Po po snapping them photos Anything to put me in that box, but I don't think they want to see me working that post Roll up, let it breathe, I'm working the coast, vice grippin' these demons, won't let me go A n***a just hit me with a pack of the blues like he shipping bad news Get that work and never hit snooze [Outro] Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All of my n***as been at it, all of my n***as some addicts dawg Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Civics to beamers, riding around in big [?] dog Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah