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letra de drill on holiday - alec coleman

intro:
it’s about the simple things in life, you know?
gotta stay humble stay positive, you know what it is
yo lemme scat this sh-t
bing bong

verse 1:
eatin’ that white cheddar
taking my time while i write these letters
taking my time while i write this message
and i write this passage in all white letters
ay, green peppers, people get tired i could go forever
told that girl i’m rockefeller
you call me so you can call me whenеver
off-white sweatеr, checkin’ the weather
ay, investor, s&p 500 stock trade sweater
goes up and down but you know i’m clever
the first settler, in the new world ’cause i’m a trend setter
no vendetta, mozzarella, gta with the homie lester
verse 2:
i ain’t got cars in my driveway
but i f-ck your b-tch if she lookin at me sideways
bad b-tch mmm when i pull up to the party
she want me to give her that venom tom hardy
but i been getting bands, free young melly he the man
i’m sittin’ on the beach watching girls getting tan
but i ain’t no pedo, i shoot it like free throw
i shoot it like curry that’s 30 i’m st-rdy
i’m calling my boy and he’s shooting them 30’s
when i run up on you what you know it’s boutta get muddy
want a b-tch with a bad physique, it’s curvy
throwin’ dots like kyler murray
ain’t got time, but i ain’t in no hurry
r drizzy yuh, huh, wait
ay water bottle no wetty
take that b-tch to the deli
shoutout fivi no my b-tch wetty
and she givin’ me wap no fetty
spendin’ on the b-tch no credit
let a b-tch out no medic
f-ckin’ on a b-tch, we run it back
touchdown, shoutout zeke that’s elliot, uh
wha?
simple
chorus:
to drill on holiday
sing billie holiday
honey, no marmalade
iced tea and lemonade
to drill on holiday
sing billie holiday
honey, no marmalade
iced tea and lemonade

verse 3:
always grinding, always busy, spin the block ’til i’m dizzy
tossin’ dimes like trubisky, suckin’ down on his glizzy
i could spare you, but i’m not a bowler
picked you off like kyle fuller
i can tee up, but i’m not a golfer
mixin’ up your b-tch like an arnold palmer
i’m ballin’ like trae today
pull up and i spray, okay
how much do you rake, get payed
these b-tches be fake, i’m g-y
they say this a hit, nah it’s a classic
i feel like i’m gravy, with this magic
when i’m in the booth, pull up causin’ havoc
put you and your family on national geographic
chorus:
to drill on holiday
sing billie holiday
honey, no marmalade
iced tea and lemonade
to drill on holiday
sing billie holiday
honey, no marmalade
iced tea and lemonade

shoutout flying jew (–rg-smic moan-)

- alec coleman

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