Don’t Like Drill (Explicit)
Meekz, Central Cee"Don’t Like Drill (Explicit)" is a song by Meekz, Central Cee, released in 2023 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:23 long and contains 116 lines and 921 words.
Lyrics
0:00作词 : Meekz/Central Cee
0:01作曲 : Meekz/Central Cee
0:14I don't like drill much, but I'll real life catch me a body (Argh)
0:17I do tracks for a hobby
0:18I push packs of the Bobby
0:19Put my plaques on a lorry
0:20Cah most of these so called drillers are soggy
0:22I need more for me, I'm not sorry
0:24Bad B said that she's riding for me, Clyde and Bonnie
0:26She's seen the diamonds on me
0:27Said "Slow down", I move too fast like the sirens on me
0:30If I lived in London, I think that I'd have the Trident on me
0:33It's all timing for me
0:34I did my time, why they on me?
0:36Lead for an undie
0:37Cah I just wanna give bread to my mumsy
0:38I can't rest time 'til l'm comfy
0:40(What did you say?)
0:40I'm sick of these zombiеs
0:42Now my life's comfy, out the bill in the rеstaurant on me
0:44I just give them what they want from me
0:45What'cha want from me?
0:46Consistency, constantly
0:48Play a song for me
0:49It's not long for me
0:50My fans like feinds cah they're onto me
0:51Do you wanna look bad for the 'Gram, or do you want money?
0:54I'm not guilty, so lucky
0:55You ever been nicked stupidly
0:56And buss case luckily
0:56I dunno what's up with me
0:58You can't really say that he's grown up with me
0:59If he ain't go cunch with me
1:01Sold drugs for me
1:02Would you hold guns for me?
1:03Loc up with me
1:04How you gonna smoke up with me?
1:05Post up with me and post up piccy (Argh)
1:07If you're not really rolling with me I'm in the studio going silly
1:09Bro's them with me, like the phones not going silly
1:12Love for my hitters in Brum, cah I stepped on my own in briny (Voila)
1:14Preston city, but that jail there's all cold and shitty
1:17Hindley robbed me for prop and said it got lost and didn't post it to me (shit
1:20You must be joking with me
1:21Now I ain't got shit, I need O's in Clingy
1:23Get my man to throw this thingy
1:24Hope that it lands, and the whole of the wings hoping with me (Wishing)
1:28I'm in jail the phones broken
1:29But apparently, I'm cheating, 'cause she ain't spoken to me
1:31Come off my phone in ****ery (Get the **** off my phone chatting shit
1:35I don't like drill much, but I'll real life catch me a body (Argh)
1:38I do tracks for a hobby
1:39I push packs of the Bobby
1:40Put my plaques on a lorry
1:41Cah most of these so called drillers are soggy
1:43I need more for me, I'm not sorry
1:45Bad B said that she's riding for me, Clyde and Bonnie
1:47She's seen the diamonds on me
1:49Said "Slow down", I move too fast like the sirens on me
1:51If I lived in London, I think that I'd have the Trident on me
1:54It's all timing for me
1:55I did my time, why they on me?
1:57Lead for an undie
1:58Cah I just wanna give bread to my mumsy
1:59I can't rest time 'til l'm comfy
2:01(What did you say?)
2:02They supported my ting on the come up
2:03Why they hating my ting now I came up
2:05Back when I never had a whip, took train up
2:06Broke and I couldn't get sleep, I stayed up
2:08Go get a shape up, with my Day Date on
2:10Ain't got my chain tucked
2:11W's up like Wu-Tang, Raekwon
2:13Bando spot, hotbox, no aircon
2:14OT country spots, bare grey dons
2:15Festival crowd got the same demographic
2:17Still in the trap, that's the way I look at it
2:19Step on a box, it's no crate challenge
2:21The opps make tunes but they just ain't banging
2:22Spur of the moment, my dawg ain't planning
2:24Good afternoon, that's a broad day blaming
2:26White ting all in the spa, fake tanning
2:28Two feet ride on my dick, great balance
2:29Please and thank you, remember your manners
2:31Go uptown, gotta show gratitude
2:33Ninety for the show but it ain't nothing new
2:34Man knew that I'II blow since from I went school
2:36This social media shit ain't cool
2:38Man are acting bad tryna go viral
2:39I got no role model, got no idol
2:41I get bare eyeballs when I rock my jewels
2:43I'm on Rightmove tryna find me a crib with a pool
2:45Bad boy
2:46Man, I can't stick the rules
2:47Wanna do me like Mitch, cah l'm paid in full
2:48Online shop, too bait for the mall
2:50I gotta step out the room when I'm making a call
2:52It's big business, nah, it ain't nothing small
2:53I don't game but I might play 8 ball pool (Haha)
2:56I don't like drill much, but I'll real life catch me a body (Argh)
2:59I do tracks for a hobby
3:00I push packs of the Bobby
3:02Put my plaques on a lorry
3:03Cah most of these so called drillers are soggy
3:04I need more for me, I'm not sorry
3:06Bad B said that she's riding for me, Clyde and Bonnie
3:09She's seen the diamonds on me
3:10Said "Slow down", I move too fast like the sirens on me
3:12If I lived in London, I think that I'd have the Trident on me
3:16It's all timing for me
3:17I did my time, why they on me?
3:18Lead for an undie
3:19Cah I just wanna give bread to my mumsy
3:20I can't rest time 'til l'm comfy
3:22(What did you say?)
3:23I'm sick of these zombies
作词 : Meekz/Central Cee 作曲 : Meekz/Central Cee I don't like drill much, but I'll real life catch me a body (Argh) I do tracks for a hobby I push packs of the Bobby Put my plaques on a lorry Cah most of these so called drillers are soggy I need more for me, I'm not sorry Bad B said that she's riding for me, Clyde and Bonnie She's seen the diamonds on me Said "Slow down", I move too fast like the sirens on me If I lived in London, I think that I'd have the Trident on me It's all timing for me I did my time, why they on me? Lead for an undie Cah I just wanna give bread to my mumsy I can't rest time 'til l'm comfy (What did you say?) I'm sick of these zombiеs Now my life's comfy, out the bill in the rеstaurant on me I just give them what they want from me What'cha want from me? Consistency, constantly Play a song for me It's not long for me My fans like feinds cah they're onto me Do you wanna look bad for the 'Gram, or do you want money? I'm not guilty, so lucky You ever been nicked stupidly And buss case luckily I dunno what's up with me You can't really say that he's grown up with me If he ain't go cunch with me Sold drugs for me Would you hold guns for me? Loc up with me How you gonna smoke up with me? Post up with me and post up piccy (Argh) If you're not really rolling with me I'm in the studio going silly Bro's them with me, like the phones not going silly Love for my hitters in Brum, cah I stepped on my own in briny (Voila) Preston city, but that jail there's all cold and shitty Hindley robbed me for prop and said it got lost and didn't post it to me (shit You must be joking with me Now I ain't got shit, I need O's in Clingy Get my man to throw this thingy Hope that it lands, and the whole of the wings hoping with me (Wishing) I'm in jail the phones broken But apparently, I'm cheating, 'cause she ain't spoken to me Come off my phone in ****ery (Get the **** off my phone chatting shit I don't like drill much, but I'll real life catch me a body (Argh) I do tracks for a hobby I push packs of the Bobby Put my plaques on a lorry Cah most of these so called drillers are soggy I need more for me, I'm not sorry Bad B said that she's riding for me, Clyde and Bonnie She's seen the diamonds on me Said "Slow down", I move too fast like the sirens on me If I lived in London, I think that I'd have the Trident on me It's all timing for me I did my time, why they on me? Lead for an undie Cah I just wanna give bread to my mumsy I can't rest time 'til l'm comfy (What did you say?) They supported my ting on the come up Why they hating my ting now I came up Back when I never had a whip, took train up Broke and I couldn't get sleep, I stayed up Go get a shape up, with my Day Date on Ain't got my chain tucked W's up like Wu-Tang, Raekwon Bando spot, hotbox, no aircon OT country spots, bare grey dons Festival crowd got the same demographic Still in the trap, that's the way I look at it Step on a box, it's no crate challenge The opps make tunes but they just ain't banging Spur of the moment, my dawg ain't planning Good afternoon, that's a broad day blaming White ting all in the spa, fake tanning Two feet ride on my dick, great balance Please and thank you, remember your manners Go uptown, gotta show gratitude Ninety for the show but it ain't nothing new Man knew that I'II blow since from I went school This social media shit ain't cool Man are acting bad tryna go viral I got no role model, got no idol I get bare eyeballs when I rock my jewels I'm on Rightmove tryna find me a crib with a pool Bad boy Man, I can't stick the rules Wanna do me like Mitch, cah l'm paid in full Online shop, too bait for the mall I gotta step out the room when I'm making a call It's big business, nah, it ain't nothing small I don't game but I might play 8 ball pool (Haha) I don't like drill much, but I'll real life catch me a body (Argh) I do tracks for a hobby I push packs of the Bobby Put my plaques on a lorry Cah most of these so called drillers are soggy I need more for me, I'm not sorry Bad B said that she's riding for me, Clyde and Bonnie She's seen the diamonds on me Said "Slow down", I move too fast like the sirens on me If I lived in London, I think that I'd have the Trident on me It's all timing for me I did my time, why they on me? Lead for an undie Cah I just wanna give bread to my mumsy I can't rest time 'til l'm comfy (What did you say?) I'm sick of these zombies
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