Lyrics:
Get Down Chop sound like a drum-line Chop sound like a drum-line Nigga when it's drill time The chop sound like a drum-line Nigga when it's drill
Ooh yeah, I don't care, as long as the bassline's pumpin' The drumline bangin' away Make one move and I'll blow you away One false move and I'll
I don't care, as long as the bassline's pumpin' The drumline bangin' away Make one move and I'll blow you away One false move and I'll blow you away
Living in the moment, just you and me. **Chorus:** Feel the heartbeat drumline, let it take control, In the heat of heartbeat drumline, let it take
I want to see your eyes at the sunrise Hearts beat together like a drumline Check on my watch we still have time Dead in my tracks like a stop sign I
gun (so my gun can fight him) 50 round drumline P1 Excitement On the other hand I got this M Bison I wanna get my gun (so my gun can fight him) Make me
I'm Never in the back, I always post up on the front line. My name not nick but, my new Glock loud as a drumline. Still remember back when I spit it
Bitch don't even bother I don't give a damn We ain't talking profit Then I ain't your man Niggas acting jelly Cuz they in a jam Need a drumline
Lil vada in this ayy Beat it up, drumline Not trying to wife you up, can I hit it one time Bass hitting hard like a punchline Tommy the clown krump
by this weapon choppa sounding like a baseline Pull up with that cannon wildin out this ain’t drumline I’m my own gang I ain’t never need a frontline
they cannot beat me wit drumlines uh They wanna cut ties Until they see I'm up right Stay holdin heat and they hug tight How is it brotherly love I
Told my dawg yes we can We was on the road with sticks no drumline shit Like one man band Oil filter make it hit You aint hear no diss when he hit
the afternoon. Sha na na, Thump-thump, like the drumline's beat, our hearts in sync, Ooh la la, Buzzing like the stadium lights, on the brink. La la dee dah,
Pull up with a cash bags Put a full clip on a fuckboy Ak got kick like a flashback Runnin with my steppers call it drumline And lil shawty be
Yeah, yeah, you know how it be They gon' bling my line When they want somethin' Drumline, drumline, drumline They don't know a thing Nick Cannon, she
through the back of the club, I'm not in line And this chopper drummin' like it's Drumline Catch you down bad and your allies I'll pass it out Girl,
Yea we Drumline Yea we fuck shit up Yea we hella fine We on dat dime Yea we're dare devils We're rebels Liberty any got nothing on me Yea we hella
? Call my demons up And they make it sound like drumline Niggas biting cheese They be telling on some rat shit Niggas real fruity They be
the vibes Aye Aye Hold up Hit em wit it one time Two times for a nigga it's cap Oh you thinking ian strap 30 sound like a drumline I got niggas claiming big 9
the one time I'm with your girl smoking gas pack We smoking gas in the sunshine She hit me up on the cellphone I hit that bitch like a drumline Shawty in
water like tsunami Red dark Dior shades and I ain't see these bitches comin' Big drum on a stick, yeah, I'm lookin' like the drumline Catch us in
long on it Like a lunch line (just like a lunch line) It's fifty in this AR Nigga, we a drumline (ayy, we a drumline) Ayy, bitch, I'm blowin' exotic
on Front Street (Bitch) Talkin' my shit 'cause I can take the heat (Take it, KPreme) AR-15, sound like a drumline beat (Brr) One point five K, I spend it
day I don’t mind be in front of this drum-line (drum-line) Imma sprinter when the homies ever say muthafucka it’s one time (one time) To my brother
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