The duffel (ft maverick)
• Written by DrummaBoi
//maverick//
Occupyin' nothin', opps is spyin', grumpin'
For options, vyin' to bustlin', and dodgin', vibe is still hummin'
Drummin', faulted "I am" just hoverin' your sergeants applying the cut, when
Shots are firin', they crumblin' in talkings of my disgruntlement
Backlogged as squirin' in lucklessness, that hardship crisis is..
Snuffin' ya rep, start adjusting the mess or it'll come to an end
As you get, stuck in the grit like quicksand, I'm unleashing hits
The one with the strip of leather stitched with bullion discs
The crucible with gloves -unequipped- to rise above a fuck I could give
Uh
//Drummer boi//
Rob a bank got the duffel
Bitches these days don't know how to humble
Fucked up on these pills I heading
For trouble trnya make it out
But it's impossible it's a struggle
Trippl3 double we in a police car chase
Down the high way can't leave the trace
Cars everywhere it's a maze but
We made it out with the duffel
She say she wanna cuddle
My mine is tied up
I'm lost in a jungle
Sliding on the ops
They all got shot
Thats what happends when w n your in our block
Told yall crips to back up but yall got caught
Lean and percs in a bottle gotta pop
Spraying led watch the bodies drop
Talks shit about me I ain't gonna stop
Shooting bullets like robocop
Dogs find truffle yall nigga gotta be humble
we in a police car chase
Down the high way can't leave the trace
Cars everywhere it's a maze but
We made it out with the duffel
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DrummaBoi
Member since March 5 2024