d.r.n.e yorkshire west şarkı sözleri

Drill flow Chill, yo Paid homage to both like a bill bro Got to mix that Yorkshire, West Grime and the drill, though Throw like this when you sing Go Left, right Black Bally's, Air Force, black, night Roll with tens like I bowled a strike Cold with fury like Tyson before mic, I Drill flow Chill, yo Paid homage to both like a bill bro Got to mix that Yorkshire, West Grime and the drill, though Throw like this when you sing Go Left, right Black Bally's, Air Force, black, night Roll with tens like I bowled a strike Cold with fury like Tyson before mic, I Mad that Sick that Rep BFD like my sick graft Big that Cigs na Joint bad Git back Yo chilling me while putting Bradford on the map My G banging squares and still Trapping from the gaff My belly used to laugh cos' when you see the money man (Hahaha) It's automatic Like a strap man Spraying rapid When it's bagged with That attachment Man about to bang a mazza No DF Man was bound to be an attacker Man's a trapper? Man's a rapper? I Back the latter Man's a Canners Watch the attack, it's like Kylian Duck their ting, when I keep on spinning them Serial win and keep on winning them Level up like Oghma Infinium Five a day, there's less karats in my chain And I keep on blinging them I'm the backbone, the spine, the vertebrae Coccyx and I keep on sitting them down Humble when man cooks up bars, yet I keep on grilling them F*ck humble Where's the laughs? So I'd keep on kicking them And for gyal? Man keep on tricking them Treat them mean and keep them keen (Haha BFD you know ah) Drill flow Chill, yo Paid homage to both like a bill bro Got to mix that Yorkshire, West Grime and the drill, though Throw like this when you sing Go Left, right Black Bally's, Air Force, black, night Roll with tens like I bowled a strike Cold with fury like Tyson before mic, I Drill flow Chill, yo Paid homage to both like a bill bro Got to mix that Yorkshire, West Grime and the drill, though Throw like this when you sing Go Left, right Black Bally's, Air Force, black, night Roll with tens like I bowled a strike Cold with fury like Tyson before mic, I Mad that Sick that Rep BFD like my sick graft Took pics Say cheese Bare loud Bare keys About in ends Still f*ck with Gs A class above no Ps Still f*ck with class Bs Took shit from muppets When deep down I know they're not as hard as me I'm Mixed race A different pedigree In a pack of wolves nigga I stand out a level G Growth, bro A bar later now I'm ahead of me Another class Class A, felony Wagwarn G What you telling me? What you saying B, you're selling keys? Still blagging it me Think I give a would what they said bout me? They couldn't walk my path Even if they had legs like a centipede Don't try spraff if you come with bad energy Don't come spraff cos' you think man's your remedy Cos' it's them same man in private Drilling my phone out, start belling me DRNE Canners that's family So they said to me "Watch our legacy" cos' man has some tendencies Man has a tendency? To move a bit mad Never dead like a cemetery Go on
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