Nigga wanna play, he want drama?
These niggas don't really wanna drama
Nigga wanna play, he want drama?
I'm onnat Brickboy shit, niggas know how I'm comin
Touchdown, I'm in the field aint no fumbling
And it's a cold world, so I'ma f*ck up the summer then
Do them boys really wanna drama then?
He got a death wish, see he ain't worried about karma then
Bring it this way, man, I swear I'm a humble em
I'm just tryn run up them racks, give this shit to my mom and them
Might get this shit in my father and them
I'm with them Brickboys, nigga, you know I'm a part of them
Ride with 2sharp, man, you know that's my partner nem
If it ain't about the money, lil' nigga, don't bother then
Like Future, I'ma run up them commas
I want them dead presidents, I ain't talkin' bout Obama nem
I got dark vibes, nigga, I swear there's no calming him
And if he talk out his neck, then I swear that we harmin' him
I'm just tryn run up them Benjamins
These niggas ain't bout what they say, I ain't feelin' em
Swear they be actin' like bitches, they feminine
I'm feelin' dark, man, this shit give me adrenaline
Don't give a f*ck if you kin to him
This bitch like it rough, she don't want her a gentleman
Brownskin thing, and she tastin' like cinnamon
Ain't talkin' about candy, I need all them M&Ms
Nigga wanna play, he want drama?
I'm onnat Brickboy shit, niggas know how I'm comin
Touchdown, I'm in the field aint no fumbling
And it's a cold world, so I'ma f*ck up the summer then
Do them boys really wanna drama then?
He got a death wish, see he ain't worried about karma then
Bring it this way, man, I swear I'm a humble em
I'm just tryn run up them racks, give this shit to my mom and them
Nigga wanna play, he want drama?
I'm onnat Brickboy shit, niggas know how I'm comin
Touchdown, I'm in the field aint no fumbling
And it's a cold world, so I'ma f*ck up the summer then
Do them boys really wanna drama then?
He got a death wish, see he ain't worried about karma then
Bring it this way, man, I swear I'm a humble em
I'm just tryn run up them racks, give this shit to my mom and them
Cee Mula - Drama Lyrics
Cee Mula - Drama Lyrics
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Nigga wanna play, he want drama?
These niggas don't really wanna drama
Nigga wanna play, he want drama?
I'm onnat Brickboy shit, niggas know how I'm comin
Touchdown, I'm in the field aint no fumbling
And it's a cold world, so I'ma f*ck up the summer then
Do them boys really wanna drama then?
He got a death wish, see he ain't worried about karma then
Bring it this way, man, I swear I'm a humble em
I'm just tryn run up them racks, give this shit to my mom and them
Might get this shit in my father and them
I'm with them Brickboys, nigga, you know I'm a part of them
Ride with 2sharp, man, you know that's my partner nem
If it ain't about the money, lil' nigga, don't bother then
Like Future, I'ma run up them commas
I want them dead presidents, I ain't talkin' bout Obama nem
I got dark vibes, nigga, I swear there's no calming him
And if he talk out his neck, then I swear that we harmin' him
I'm just tryn run up them Benjamins
These niggas ain't bout what they say, I ain't feelin' em
Swear they be actin' like bitches, they feminine
I'm feelin' dark, man, this shit give me adrenaline
Don't give a f*ck if you kin to him
This bitch like it rough, she don't want her a gentleman
Brownskin thing, and she tastin' like cinnamon
Ain't talkin' about candy, I need all them M&Ms
Nigga wanna play, he want drama?
I'm onnat Brickboy shit, niggas know how I'm comin
Touchdown, I'm in the field aint no fumbling
And it's a cold world, so I'ma f*ck up the summer then
Do them boys really wanna drama then?
He got a death wish, see he ain't worried about karma then
Bring it this way, man, I swear I'm a humble em
I'm just tryn run up them racks, give this shit to my mom and them
Nigga wanna play, he want drama?
I'm onnat Brickboy shit, niggas know how I'm comin
Touchdown, I'm in the field aint no fumbling
And it's a cold world, so I'ma f*ck up the summer then
Do them boys really wanna drama then?
He got a death wish, see he ain't worried about karma then
Bring it this way, man, I swear I'm a humble em
I'm just tryn run up them racks, give this shit to my mom and them
These niggas don't really wanna drama
Nigga wanna play, he want drama?
I'm onnat Brickboy shit, niggas know how I'm comin
Touchdown, I'm in the field aint no fumbling
And it's a cold world, so I'ma f*ck up the summer then
Do them boys really wanna drama then?
He got a death wish, see he ain't worried about karma then
Bring it this way, man, I swear I'm a humble em
I'm just tryn run up them racks, give this shit to my mom and them
Might get this shit in my father and them
I'm with them Brickboys, nigga, you know I'm a part of them
Ride with 2sharp, man, you know that's my partner nem
If it ain't about the money, lil' nigga, don't bother then
Like Future, I'ma run up them commas
I want them dead presidents, I ain't talkin' bout Obama nem
I got dark vibes, nigga, I swear there's no calming him
And if he talk out his neck, then I swear that we harmin' him
I'm just tryn run up them Benjamins
These niggas ain't bout what they say, I ain't feelin' em
Swear they be actin' like bitches, they feminine
I'm feelin' dark, man, this shit give me adrenaline
Don't give a f*ck if you kin to him
This bitch like it rough, she don't want her a gentleman
Brownskin thing, and she tastin' like cinnamon
Ain't talkin' about candy, I need all them M&Ms
Nigga wanna play, he want drama?
I'm onnat Brickboy shit, niggas know how I'm comin
Touchdown, I'm in the field aint no fumbling
And it's a cold world, so I'ma f*ck up the summer then
Do them boys really wanna drama then?
He got a death wish, see he ain't worried about karma then
Bring it this way, man, I swear I'm a humble em
I'm just tryn run up them racks, give this shit to my mom and them
Nigga wanna play, he want drama?
I'm onnat Brickboy shit, niggas know how I'm comin
Touchdown, I'm in the field aint no fumbling
And it's a cold world, so I'ma f*ck up the summer then
Do them boys really wanna drama then?
He got a death wish, see he ain't worried about karma then
Bring it this way, man, I swear I'm a humble em
I'm just tryn run up them racks, give this shit to my mom and them
Writer: Cee Mula
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