Marksman Lucre - A Boy Walking In A Drive-THRU

Drive-THRU (feat. MthamayzaChef)

I can not die need a Rolly on my wrist
I can not die need a mansion in the hills
I can not die need my name on the bills
I need a YSL on my neck
Walk in the spot (Yah eyy)
Walk in the spot (Yah eyy)
22 Never seen a Rolly
22 Never seen a Bentley
22 Never seen a Patek
25 I'ma cop all this shit
Look how I look (Yah eyy)
Look how I move (Yah eyy)
Look how I look (Yah eyy)
Look how I move (Yah eyy)
I'm just a young boy walking in a Drive-THRU (Walk it)

This is the hit that gon' fuck up your party
This is the sound that gon' make you go rowdy
This is the good shit gon' make you burn Marley
Straight from the bottom, outta the muddy
I want no lean, I want a bottle
Gimme the racks if you talking about em
You know my name Marksman Lucre
Aim niggas dead I be with Chef
We making the cheques
Making the plaques
He got the hammer he nailing the nails
Dare nigga test me we making a hit
Came from the hell I'm bringing the heat
Not a murder but I'm killing the beat
I know you like my shit put on repeat
I be so humble you know I'ma sheep
Feeling like Chef I'm a beast

Okay
Here we go again
Okay
It's a hit again
Okay
Here we go again
Okay
It's a hit again

I can not die need a Rolly on my wrist
I can not die need a mansion in the hills
I can not die need my name on the bills
I need a YSL on my neck
Walk in the spot (Yah eyy)
Walk in the spot (Yah eyy)
22 Never seen a Rolly
22 Never seen a Bentley
22 Never seen a Patek
25 I'ma cop all this shit
Look how I look (Yah eyy)
Look how I move (Yah eyy)
Look how I look (Yah eyy)
Look how I move (Yah eyy)
I'm just a young boy walking in a Drive-THRU

I can not die I need a bling on my wrist
I'm working too much I've gotta admit
I need a franchise on my shit
I need the money not the bitch
I'm the best I got the keys
I'm not your friend don't deal with kids
Nobody like me I murder this shit
I got my dawg we murder this shit
We killing the shit finessing
In a Drive-THRU with my bestie
My drip is so wet I'm flexing
Designer my shirt I'm flexing
I like my G with a Wagon
Diamonds they swerve they dancing
I got no hoe's but I get it
In a Drive-THRU with my bestie
We trapping
We don't need all the fame shit
Yeah we trapping
We don't need all the fake shit
We trapping
We don't need all the fame shit
Yeah we trapping
We don't need all the fake shit
Yeah I just did it for myself
I just did it for myself
Wanna eat it by myself yeah

I can not die need a Rolly on my wrist
I can not die need a mansion in the hills
I can not die need my name on the bills
I need a YSL on my neck
Walk in the spot (Yah eyy)
Walk in the spot (Yah eyy)
22 Never seen a Rolly
22 Never seen a Bentley
22 Never seen a Patek
25 I'ma cop all this shit
Look how I look (Yah eyy)
Look how I move (Yah eyy)
Look how I look (Yah eyy)
Look how I move (Yah eyy)
I'm just a young boy walking in a Drive-THRU

Credits
Writer(s): Wellington Manana
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