Boujee Drillas - Poundz

Ghosty

365 baw

We’re Boujiee Drillers

None of them boy are bad like us man done did road with spinners (Whaps)

But we’re trying to end up in the can (Uh)

Man chase them figures

Ma' niggas in a T-House working, mans in the booth so the whole gangs winners

(Gang Gang, Gang Gang, Gang Gang)

We’re Boujiee Drillers, (baw)

None of them boy are bad like us man done did road with spinners, (Whaps)

But we’re trying to end up in the can (Uh)

Man Chase them figures

Ma' niggas in a T-House workin' mans in the booth so the whole gangs winners

(Urghh, Urgh)

Man ride n' step, (Riders)

And if you wait on job can’t be around man cause' the whole of the Gangdem’s

mence

Two young G’s drillin' on bikes no Zone 2 ting' you can all get kwenged

I call broski David Beckham, he dip that shank till the whole ting' bends

My bros mad like max from shotters, you’re real lucky if the bells don’t pop

You best pray to da' lord like religions, I really stay tru' like the brands in

shops

We just do it like night no talkin', leave man grubbed like the cats' in Notts'

It’s all mad when I walk in da' party, galdem' wet like my workout top

Ma' dogdem' mad when you zimmi me don’t run, me no trust snake like ma'

infection

They ain’t in the gazza, fall down water, Real artist gonna sing ma' song

Bag for bros, Tell a man don’t like out, Getta' man down if he’s right or wrong

We all take charges jus' like German armies, loyal to the matts so the bond is

strong

Lil' Nigga slid widda' broom or mop, I tella' man do less drills get gwap'

We all need bread better feed your family, If you go broke, like who av' you

got?

They all wanna splash for the likes and views, me I go ard' till I reach that

top

Skeng ma' pounds, put heat on the streets, nigga’s know what I’m on,

I’m a UK boss (Gang gang, Baw baw)

We’re Boujiee Drillers

None of them boy are bad like us man done did road with spinners (Whaps)

But we’re trying to end up in the can (Uh)

Man chase them figures

Ma' niggas in a T-House working, mans in the booth so the whole gangs winners

(Gang Gang, Gang Gang, Gang Gang)

We’re Boujiee Drillers, (baw)

None of them boy are bad like us man done did road with spinners, (Whaps)

But we’re trying to end up in the can (Uh)

Man Chase them figures

Ma' niggas in a T-House workin' mans in the booth so the whole gangs winners

(Urghh, Urgh)

I’m tryin' to see them bands, got my racks going up and the girls going nuts,

got love for the world wide fans

Jus' killed three shows in a week cause' sittin' in jail waint' part of the plan

My young G’s sick like four widda' hammer, like dm' you chicks all let that bang

Lil' bros on bill like Gareth, Cause' the feds wanna lock man quick

If you can’t make Ps' on the road, them I’m back to booth tryin' use my gift

We got too much shows like, the gyal wanna cheat but I’m way too lit

Money moves only, do it like Cardi, when I’m on Offset man write new hits

They need more skengs than a four door truck

They don’t really play for the team like subs

Their boydem fear, when I like in farmer, gunshot boss when I sleep and bluff

Big fat tool in my slim fit jeans, man step round' der' with things on us

They can’t compare, they ain’t in on my league

Man shut down shows everyting' get locked

Got more bands than my age that’s right

Dsquared drip when I flex on hoes, jump out cars with racks in ma' man bag,

don’t act brave or get too close

Roll to the shows like twenty man deep, what you know about doing up stage with

the bros'

Walk in the ends in ma' rastaclat sliders, can’t fear about in the UK zone

(Gang gang, Baw baw)

We’re Boujiee Drillers

None of them boy are bad like us man done did road with spinners (Whaps)

But we’re trying to end up in the can (Uh)

Man chase them figures

Ma' niggas in a T-House working, mans in the booth so the whole gangs winners

(Gang Gang, Gang Gang, Gang Gang)

We’re Boujiee Drillers, (baw)

None of them boy are bad like us man done did road with spinners, (Whaps)

But we’re trying to end up in the can (Uh)

Man Chase them figures

Ma' niggas in a T-House workin' mans in the booth so the whole gang winners

(Urghh, Urgh)