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Drill Highlife Lyrics
- Genre:Others
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Between me and your guy, who do it the best
Talk that shit with your chest
You've got nice hips and you know how to dress
You no go like am if I vex
Go to the party and step on necks
Na my track dem dey play for deck
Young boy living from check to check
Pull up like ghost, I came with tec'
You don't know shit about me,that's real
Let me come over and cop a feel
You wan dey love, that's not the deal
I ain't come to Netflix and chill
You fit do business make you no gain
E no be weakness ain't no shame
E fit be sunny make e no rain
Brand new track but the same old train
And if you try am wey e no work out
No fo jor, if e no turn out
Pull up like kush we getting you burned out
City boys we doing it proper
I've been going through the hills and valleys
Pull up in your nooks and crannies
Roll with the 1%, your daddy (your daddy)
I know you bad and you got a fatty
Gyal that pum pum make me natty
She just wanna talk I can tell she chatty
I might just reach down for your hmm
Taking it slow, I hate the traffic
And I get dem bandz
Bad boy, wanna check my lens
Stack up with all my friends
Man, run me that advance
I felt loss in that road, we away it shall hold one
we are waiting and hoping and asking how, we bang on a low
we away in a manger, they tried to infiltrate our nation
Me I go fit wait for my own
We in love and the love amazing
We love
Dem man dem run in my yard
But man always stay on guard
So I pull up with AY Hard
Just to show them that we're hard
Oh Lord, please save my soul
Badman trying to break my bones
Been on my own, I've been in my zone
So why dem boy dem calling my phone
Get to the island, jump on the boat
My greatest stories have never been told
Being the man ain't never been old
I turned to a beast, fuck being the goat
Eenie meenie with the miney mo
I grab that mic and I can't be broke
Killing them softly, deadly strokes
Step in the club like holy smokes
Leave the couch and come on the bed
So much shit that's all in my head
E scatter my dada, loosen my dread
Stuck in the middle, man like Fred
So no ask me wetin dey sup
Just pour something into my cup
I no dey house cos I'm in the club
Where I still dey sef, I'm on the job
Yayo, yayo, yayo
Yayo, yayo, yayo
Yayo, yayo, yayo
Yayo, yayo, yayo
Yayo, yayo, yayo
Just when I thought I was out
They pulled me back in