Lil Drummer Jit ft. Jeesh, YOUNG$TER, Jhbboss, Aerial Ace & Ty Wild Lyrics

I just pulled up in the stable

Like "What the fuck up in this bitch?"

Folk done came from America dick

Just to bang with the sticks, we some Lil Drummer Jits

Been fire chopping, that's how we get down

I know Mary gon' fuck with the sound

Lil Baby J, you the GOAT

Lemme give you a beat

Where the fuck are your opps, they get downed

(Bow) Pilate a bitch, get the round

(Bow) Satan gon' get stomped out

And fuck all the feds, they killing these kids

So they on the list to get popped

Walked to this bitch from afar

Talk on the gang and we bah

All I got in here is me and my drum, so what's up with it

We finna hit right now

Yeah huh Lil Drummer Jit

If that nigga talkin', We ain't throwin' fists

30 round drum is the clip

Pa rum pum pum pum when its poppin' and shit

He talk on my prophets, I'm slidin' for Christ

Bring heat in the winter, I'm leavin' em iced

Got hollows for holidays it's Merry Blickmas

Send him to Jesus he up in the sky

We some Lil Drummer Jits do not try to play dumb

Boy already knew what it was

Let it sing like choir on Sunday for fun

He get rocked like Goliath or sum

I'm a Lil Drummer Jit with 2 sticks and a drum

Let it sing it go rum pum pum pum

Rum pum

Rum pum

We some Lil Drummer Jits do not try to play dumb

Boy already knew what it was

Let it sing like choir on Sunday for fun

He get rocked like Goliath or sum

I'm a Lil Drummer Jit with 2 sticks and a drum

Let it sing it go rum pum pum pum

Rum pum

Rum pum

Don't kiss me bitch, kiss a missile

Switch my stick paradiddle

He ain't no jit, he a skittle

Boy needa shape up, blade gon' chisel

He in his heart majorette make em dance on a drum pattern

Big smoke finna poke, make ya lungs cavern

Egg his noggin we up in a rum tavern

Sayin' son Santa

Son stay with a bag in the sleigh

My bae, she slay, I stay in my bag

Hood Christmas, snow stay gettin' slinged in the trap

I'm making it rain from the rafters

Get that boy touched like he stained by a pastor

Acquire the chop let it sing at the masses

Lil drummers with sticks and we trappin'

Stick with a drum to his hat and it clap him

We some Lil Drummer Jits do not try to play dumb

Boy already knew what it was

Let it sing like choir on Sunday for fun

He get rocked like Goliath or sum

I'm a Lil Drummer Jit with 2 sticks and a drum

Let it sing it go rum pum pum pum

Rum pum

Rum pum

We some Lil Drummer Jits do not try to play dumb

Boy already knew what it was

Let it sing like choir on Sunday for fun

He get rocked like Goliath or sum

I'm a Lil Drummer Jit with 2 sticks and a drum

Let it sing it go rum pum pum pum

Rum pum

Rum pum