NoDrills Fade2Cold
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Chorus:
I went to opp block, I'm joking
Dead that, I ain't got time for the drillings
Said her man hates me 'cause I tmg but I ain't got time for your missus
Why them man love lie for the image
I ain't gotta cap to get the beat spinning
Whoosh, bang, cillit
Hands in the air if you dig it, you dig it
(Repeat)
Verse 1:
Raise your hand to the sky like a teacher's pet
We soon fly high, no EasyJet
Not too many man that we respect 'cah they sold their souls like CEX
We ready for war like the BEF
BRB, gotta see these cheques
F2C got the beanies vexed 'cah they don't know nothing 'bout lean and press
Liars and capping, them man never done no slappings
You ain't ever backed it, stop ramping
Beg man hop off the road like rabbits
Claiming your bredrin's drills, you parrot
I spit facts and them man can't hack it
And I ain't never done up a drill but neither have they so why are they acting
Chorus:
I went to opp block, I'm joking
Dead that, I ain't got time for the drillings
Said her man hates me 'cause I tmg but I ain't got time for your missus
Why them man love lie for the image
I ain't gotta cap to get the beat spinning
Whoosh, bang, cillit
Hands in the air if you dig it, you dig it
(Repeat)
I went to opp block, I'm joking
Dead that, I ain't got time for the drillings
Said her man hates me 'cause I tmg but I ain't got time for your missus
Why them man love lie for the image
I ain't gotta cap to get the beat spinning
Whoosh, bang, cillit
Hands in the air if you dig it, you dig it
(Repeat)
Verse 1:
Raise your hand to the sky like a teacher's pet
We soon fly high, no EasyJet
Not too many man that we respect 'cah they sold their souls like CEX
We ready for war like the BEF
BRB, gotta see these cheques
F2C got the beanies vexed 'cah they don't know nothing 'bout lean and press
Liars and capping, them man never done no slappings
You ain't ever backed it, stop ramping
Beg man hop off the road like rabbits
Claiming your bredrin's drills, you parrot
I spit facts and them man can't hack it
And I ain't never done up a drill but neither have they so why are they acting
Chorus:
I went to opp block, I'm joking
Dead that, I ain't got time for the drillings
Said her man hates me 'cause I tmg but I ain't got time for your missus
Why them man love lie for the image
I ain't gotta cap to get the beat spinning
Whoosh, bang, cillit
Hands in the air if you dig it, you dig it
(Repeat)
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