Drummer Boy

Yuh
Aye
Yuh
Spawn with that K
Take his chest off
Yuh yuh
Aye yuh
Aye aye
Port port port port

Spawn the tech in I'm taking off his chest Call of Duty chop
Erase that pussy with this tech now he doodle-bob
Bitch why you taking off that dress I'm only getting top
They said lil port port you got next bitch I know I'm the god

Cartier frames buss down I got the best lens
Hopped inside my whip and get to work but you not clocking in
I just wake up and grab my glock and then I hit the bin
She not fucking with you nigga you don't have guap to spend
Tech make him a dancer
Shoot shit like Cam Curt
Man down his man hurt
Chopper do the dance jerk
Put his mans in the damn dirt
Put his mans in a damn hearse
Ride my wave bitch come surf
Lift his mans off this damn earth

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
She took me back up to her place chewed me like some gum
I remember I was 14 classmates gave me guns
We finessing on the black trynna' eat some crumbs
I ain't do no begging don't compare me to no bum
Spinnin' wit that tech it's blowing crazy like a bad bitch
All up in a thot nails on me make my back itch
Feeling like I'm glock all bitches after cake like a fat bitch
Big man wrote a check go to CVS and I cash it

Spawn the tech in I'm taking off his chest call of duty chop
Erase that pussy with this tech now he doodle-bob
Bitch why you taking off that dress I'm only getting top
They said lil port port you got next bitch I know I'm the god

Man fuck Andrew



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Writer(s): Beau Lawrence
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