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Tommy Flee - Drama Ting (feat. Fivio Foreign) Lyrics



Tommy Flee - Drama Ting (feat. Fivio Foreign) Lyrics




They ask me what I got knocked for I told them i got knocked for a bad habit
Like Fucc is they telling me ? Yo fivi what's Craccin

Fucc is they telling me I keep a gun or three Two extra clips in my dungarees
These niggas wanna be's I'm really in the streets I just got caught with a felony

Bad habits bad habits parmesan I mix the cheese with the salad
Early morning wake up get to the cabbage I Fucc the streets up they gon charge me for damage

Riding foreign got me feeling expensive Cartier Cap C on the lenses
I'm too official these hoes treat me different none ah you niggas can't shit on my Crippin

Fucc the opps they don't ever be spinning my hood be watching but they minding they business
We some real killers we can't leave a witness when it came to drilling I handle my business

I'm a real trapper I do what i wanna shoot outs that choppa gon sing like the Oprah
I got ah 22 I call little mama I got a 40 I call biggie Poppa

Shoot up yo blocca I ain't for ya toppa you niggas imposters they talking to coppers aye
Drizzy pull up let the choppa spray I drop the bag like monopoly

Drizzy pull up let the choppa spray I drop the bag like monopoly
Beno really don't got time to play that nigga been on my timing aye

Know some niggas that done bodied things young nigga tot a lot a things
I be drippin in designer things but I'm always with the drama ting

Aye but I'm always with the drama ting
Aye but I'm always with the drama ting
Aye young niggas tot a lot ah things
Aye but I'm always with the drama ting

Ayeeeeeeeeeeee ayeee

I get along with the bitches good leather with the ridges yea yea
Nice gusseppis with the zippers balmain with the stitches yea yea

I been focused on the riches so pardon me if I act a lil different
You don't get along with the hittaz I get along with them niggas yea yea

Walk in the spot one of the homies prolly toting the chop
Bust it open then get low from the spot it might go down if you know it or not yea yea

Shoutout the opposition they be lying tell them niggas to stop the dissing
He got the rocket with him so if I see him in the spot then I gotta hit em

I ain't have pot to piss in I'm trynna get a different kind of living
I remember i was counterfeiting and now I need mine I don't mind them niggas

And now I need mine I don't mind them niggas
And now i need mine i don't mind them niggas

Drizzy pull up let the choppa spray I drop the bag like monopoly
Beno really don't got time to play that nigga been on my timing aye

Know some niggas that done bodied things young nigga tot a lot a things
I be drippin in designer things but I'm always with the drama ting

Aye but I'm always with the drama ting
Aye but I'm always with the drama ting
Aye young niggas tot a lot ah things
Aye but I'm always with the drama ting
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English

They ask me what I got knocked for I told them i got knocked for a bad habit
Like Fucc is they telling me ? Yo fivi what's Craccin

Fucc is they telling me I keep a gun or three Two extra clips in my dungarees
These niggas wanna be's I'm really in the streets I just got caught with a felony

Bad habits bad habits parmesan I mix the cheese with the salad
Early morning wake up get to the cabbage I Fucc the streets up they gon charge me for damage

Riding foreign got me feeling expensive Cartier Cap C on the lenses
I'm too official these hoes treat me different none ah you niggas can't shit on my Crippin

Fucc the opps they don't ever be spinning my hood be watching but they minding they business
We some real killers we can't leave a witness when it came to drilling I handle my business

I'm a real trapper I do what i wanna shoot outs that choppa gon sing like the Oprah
I got ah 22 I call little mama I got a 40 I call biggie Poppa

Shoot up yo blocca I ain't for ya toppa you niggas imposters they talking to coppers aye
Drizzy pull up let the choppa spray I drop the bag like monopoly

Drizzy pull up let the choppa spray I drop the bag like monopoly
Beno really don't got time to play that nigga been on my timing aye

Know some niggas that done bodied things young nigga tot a lot a things
I be drippin in designer things but I'm always with the drama ting

Aye but I'm always with the drama ting
Aye but I'm always with the drama ting
Aye young niggas tot a lot ah things
Aye but I'm always with the drama ting

Ayeeeeeeeeeeee ayeee

I get along with the bitches good leather with the ridges yea yea
Nice gusseppis with the zippers balmain with the stitches yea yea

I been focused on the riches so pardon me if I act a lil different
You don't get along with the hittaz I get along with them niggas yea yea

Walk in the spot one of the homies prolly toting the chop
Bust it open then get low from the spot it might go down if you know it or not yea yea

Shoutout the opposition they be lying tell them niggas to stop the dissing
He got the rocket with him so if I see him in the spot then I gotta hit em

I ain't have pot to piss in I'm trynna get a different kind of living
I remember i was counterfeiting and now I need mine I don't mind them niggas

And now I need mine I don't mind them niggas
And now i need mine i don't mind them niggas

Drizzy pull up let the choppa spray I drop the bag like monopoly
Beno really don't got time to play that nigga been on my timing aye

Know some niggas that done bodied things young nigga tot a lot a things
I be drippin in designer things but I'm always with the drama ting

Aye but I'm always with the drama ting
Aye but I'm always with the drama ting
Aye young niggas tot a lot ah things
Aye but I'm always with the drama ting
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Writer: Dean Johnson
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Performed By: Tommy Flee
Language: English
Length: 3:49
Written by: Dean Johnson

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