The Drums (feat. Kevin Knapp)

All right, this is a little verse I was tryin' real quick

I just wanna see if it works

Come on

Come on, so the way that that works, usually

Like when I do takes, um, the longer I repeat shit, the better it gets

So, uh, we'll just let this one flow for a second

Come on

It's that kick, snare, and clap that dictates how we act

It's that kick, snare, and clap that dictates how we act

Come on

It's that kick, snare, and clap that dictates how we act

It's that kick, snare, and clap that dictates how we act

Come on

It might be hyphy, right?

Come on

It's that kick, snare, and clap that dictates how we act

It's that kick, snare, and clap that dictates how we act

Come on

Just give me the hats

Let me get them high-hats

It's the drums that get me, I need those drums

Come on

It's the drums that get me, I need those drums

Come on

Come on

I can't speak for you

But when I'm on the floor

I be all up in that sound

Your boy do all he can

And let his body speak the rhythm like

And show others that he's

I can't speak

But when I'm the floor

Just give me the hats

Let me get them high-hats

Just give me the hats

Let me get them high-hats

Come on

All right, this is a little verse I was tryin' real quick

We just wanna see if it works

It's the drums that get me

I need them drums

Come on

Come on

Come on