Drums Drums Drums

Yeah
Travvy, where the drums at? (Hahahaha)
Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums
Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums (Drums, you seem them), uh
Let me talk about lightin' one up
(Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums
I hop in my car (The shade is real)
(Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums
You gon' hear sum'
(The shade is real) Uh

Rollin' down the street in it
Pair of Chucks, got my feet in it
Whole pound, no seeds in it
Rina Khalifa goin' up with the trees in it, uh
KK got the whole place lit up
Hit the switch, make my 6'2" sit up
I know you sick, don't spit up
Tell home girl if I can't hit

(Drums, you seem them)
Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums
Banger (The shade is real)
(Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums
Banger (The shade is real)
Say she wanna ride with us, then ride with us
Say she wanna roll with us, then roll with us (I'm comin' in on this second verse)
Say she wanna smoke with us, then smoke with us (The shade is real)
Hahahaha

Uh, seat in the back, s'posed to be the front
Say, "It's too loud," still turnin' up
Why you all in my face? I don't give a fuck
She ridin' shotgun, tryna gimme some
Oh, there he go again
Rollin' up, puttin' ashes on the floor again
A nice day, I might roll to the store again
And let y'all see the whip, get a whiff, get a switch, get a bitch

(Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums
Banger (The shade is real)
(Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums
Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums (The shade is real)
Say she wanna ride with us, then ride with us
Say she wanna roll with us, then roll with us
Say she wanna smoke with us, then smoke with us
(The shade is real) Hahahaha

I know you been hangin' and I know you been bangin'
What's that whip that you drivin'? What's that shit that you rockin'?
Yeah, I know you been hangin' and I know you been bangin'
What's that whip that you drivin'? What's that shit that you rockin'?

(Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums
Banger (The shade is real)
(Drums, you seem them) Drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums, drums
Banger (The shade is real)
Say she wanna ride with us, then ride with us
Say she wanna roll with us, then roll with us
Say she wanna smoke with us, then smoke with us
(The shade is real) Hahahaha



Credits
Writer(s): Lola Chantrelle Mitchell, Travis L Barker, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Kevin C Bivona
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