D.R.N.E - Street Flowz

Yeah, yeah
This the one
Load the beat up yeah
Yeah, yeah chilling I get this one
Alright
Four in
Yeah, yeah I'm feeling this one
Alright, alright yeah this one's cold alright, alright
Four in
Got racks and stacks and
Ay
Alright
DRNE tings
Four in
Got racks and stacks that's choring
Bare caps and facts that's boring
Bare chats and raps and touring
Talking, walking, talking
Surely,
Bare flaps they nash too poorly
That's Morley surely pawning
And stories, money, laundering
Bare stories, look
Staring straight at the head piece
Make waves like a jett ski
Heat waves 2020
Born and raised get me, get me
Like calling for the shot
You gonna head that
So relaxed G
I'm chilling with my head back
Gonna head back
Kind of dead that
Kind of like best tings giving head
And
The trending place with the transport
That's jumping on the band wagon
And the place known for manslaught
Up the road left or right
You're gonna go mad
Mazzas, want to see the mad wars and the suicides
Drug victims, needles in snickets can't be too precise
So fucked have lucid nights
Never fluid nights
When the foxes and their dogs keep you up like on a night like
What's gwarnin'
On god
West Yorkshire, farming
That's P's and G's an army
And pills and thrills at parties
Pills at parties, carnies
What's gwarnin'
On god
West Yorkshire, farming
That's P's and G's an army
And pills and thrills at parties
Pills at part, DRNE ah
Yeah, yeah
You know that's the one right there yeah
DRNE tings
Come on

Written by:
Levi Diani-Canoville

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