Drummer (feat. Kranium)

Bumboclaat

It's Gucci, Big Boss

Don't try me boy, I'll send you to your maker (I'll send ya)

Then I go spend Christmas in Jamaica (In Jamaica)

Big badger gun, I brought it for my haters

I left the barrel smokin' like a Garcia y Vega

Gucci Mane, ah wicked, he a cold don

Fuck the police man 'cause they can't stop naan

Your partner, he a bitch, that boy won't kill naan

Pretty boy, a lover man, a real puss

I don't fear your shooters, think they all sus

Bag on his head, like a wave brush

If copying his flattery, I feel touched

But this ain't flag football, I'll get your head bust (I'll get ya all touched)

Never fear dem, better warn dem

Boy dey gwaan like seh dey waan war war

Never hold back, we haffi rise high

Man ready fi all dem, yeah

Chillin' on the beach, smokin' on a phantom leaf

Backseat there to figure, thinkin', my life is a fantasy

**** they be dissin' me, knowin' they be diggin' me

Misery love company, I'll take you out your misery

Lick a shot at enemies, my gun does not shoot Hennessy

**** be too timid, and they ended up dead like Timothy

Why you actin' pussy bwoy, like I'ma show you sympathy

Suck your motha, pussy boy, you should know not romp with me

Never fear dem, better warn dem

Boy dey gwaan like seh dey waan war war

Never hold back, we haffi rise high

Man ready fi all dem, yeah

Never fear dem, better warn dem

Boy dey gwaan like seh dey waan war war

Never hold back, we haffi rise high

Man ready fi all dem, yeah