Chris Foster - Little Drummer Boy Lyrics

First off, it's f*ck y'all
Been on the grind, ain't a thing about it luck dawg
Either make more money or you cut costs
These fake fools really need to f*ck off
I'm either outside or I'm ducked off
I need her mouth wide and her butt soft
I need about five minutes bust off
Find my keys, hit the door, then I get the f*ck lost
I do this shit all by myself, f*ck your feedback
I got a dream to make it big, I gotta feed that
I'm sticking out like my teeth gap
And if she ain't cute it better be fat
F*ck change, I need stacks
Catch a flow even if I gotta reach back
Like Odell Beckham
If they don't like it then it's oh well, f*ck em
Need her toenails painted and her eyebrows pluck 'em but
She send a text to me saying my blouse ain't buttoned up
So I gotta come through and hit her with a couple pumps
So bad, don't know why she gotta f*ck with chumps
It's just one time, so I hit her with a hump and dump
Sound like Lil' Drummer Boy, I hit it like ba-dum-ba-bump
Might've took a loss, man, I might've took a couple lumps
But it's just the cost of doing business, watch me double up
Running up the numbers, man, to sum it up, I'm coming for your spot
So it's best not to get too comfy at the top
Man, I'm chomping at the bit, never fumbling the rock
Man, I run this shit with ease, y'all been stumbling a lot
I leave em humble when I drop
Down to rumble for the crown
Do you wanna win or not?
And she tryna come around, cause she wanna get the cock
Man, I'm tryna calm her down, but it's hard to make her stop