🎵 DRILL YOUR MOM / BRUV MOMENT VI // by Gang Shloink

1 ContributorDRILL YOUR MOM / BRUV MOMENT VI Lyrics [Intro: iCue & Crispy Cumsock] Ay bruv, ay it's bruv moment in the cannon let's go brou brou! C'mon Bruh! [Chorus: Lil Bruh] Cos fonny Bitch I’m outside with no money Sleep in reception my brain got recession Arti will knock up your tummy Spot him and pop him just like a pimple Leave his face with a hole like a dimple Did that done that Bone extension for my man, fund that fund that [Verse I: DeArti & Lil Bruh] Don't come round these ends, you're clapped Like a standing ovation I came off the bench and hopped in a Benz While you're waiting at the train station (Baow baow baow) I hang with gorillas, apes While you with baboons (Oo oo) Mans lungs get smoky Can't breath in all these fumes (Grrt) Got a side ting a penny she a dime You a pussy for chatting that shit online Pull up on you in a and you suddenly a mime Knock mans out now he hearing a chime Ting go ba-ba-baow, suck a cow Don't come chatting that shit It ain't allowed, vibe on a dhow Put a hole through his brow, wow [Verse II: iCue & Lil Bruh] Spliff was coated like lakota Mans an inbred South Dakota Walk in the dealership stole Toyota Drove the Prado down the highway Those insults better not be my way Kill the opps like battle of midway Mans so cliché, dancing ballet When I got the shank mans try to downplay Bruv it ain't doomsday, this just foreplay Let the beat play, like I'm DJ When I shoot that ting go neigh Like it hay, mans said hey He should pray, gave him cancer UV ray, just to say sorry Got a bouquet of Poison Ivy Cuz I betray, bah! [Chorus: Lil Bruh] Cos fonny Bitch I’m outside with no money Sleep in reception my brain got recession Arti will knock up your tummy Spot him and pop him just like a pimple Leave his face with a hole just like a dimple Did that done that Bone extension for my man, fund that fund that [Verse III: Lil Bruh] F201 to A44 COB GS the core Like SJ got Choppa it go Baow baow baow baow baow Oh I see a cow and I want it now Vibe on a dhow You already know Bruv 5 is boomin’ Outside Art’s you know I’m loomin’ Pull up I’m fucking your father Got a cow leaking like a faucet Your brain cells is cannon fodder You in the audience just an applauder I’m coming over to beat your meat We ain’t got no fuckin’ type beat Go outside it’s a robbery Go back now they follow me baow! [Verse IV: Lil Bark & iCue] Lil bark, real quick, rah Big up mans on the track gonna hit one Twenty one pilots but British call it miss-run Everyone wanna see mans fight Saving the knockout for the fake ones Finishing strong at seventeen Fam finna call me Raheem Watching the days go downstream But thanking god like ameen First bitch I got, said "mashallah" Next ones gon be inshallah God blessed me said "hamidullah" Out here waiting for a Fatima *Disabled noises* [Chorus: Lil Bruh] Cos fonny Bitch I’m outside with no money Sleep in reception my brain got recession Arti will knock up your tummy Spot him and pop him just like a pimple Leave his face with a hole just like a dimple Did that done that Bone extension for my man, fund that fund that