Drift

[Intro]
Go around
Marley, I think you just need to trun me up in the headphones in this shit right here, man
This shit right here, my nigga, is next level, bro
You know I'm sayin'
This is that-
This is that 2016 I'm the motherfucking nigga you should worry 'bout
(Marz)
You know I'm sayin'
I'm still out here finessin'
I'm still out here gettin' money
I'm still out here with the bitches, bro
Hahaha
Niggas still hate on me, bro
I started the fuckin' movement
Nigga don't you ever forget it, nigga
Still drippin' out the sauce, bro
Um, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Damn, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy

[Verse 1]
I feel like I'm 21, 21 Savage, I keep a bad bitch
Always by my side, never catch me with an average
Spent a lot of cash, coming back like it's magic
Niggas sneak dissin', Skies ain't really with the rapping
Skies got his clout up, he finessed up out the check
On god I be grinding like I ain't got nothing left
I'ma ball on these niggas, middle fingers to the ref
And I smoke the loudest pack, think a nigga going deaf
Busting juggs, got my bread up just to make ends meet
Mama told me stay inside until I walked out in the street
I don't really say too much, I just let the music speak
I'm a beast, off the leash, plotting on my enemies, yeah

[Chorus]
Fast life, fast car, drift
Good weed, taking off, lift
Slow it down, slow it down, drip
Fuck you, I don't owe you, shit
Fast life, fast car, drift
Good weed, taking off, lift
Slow it down, slow it down, drip
Fuck you, I don't owe you, shit

[Verse 2]
I feel like Ice Cube, today was a good day
These niggas straight actors, got 'em watchin' Bluray
You know how the game goes, everybody turn fake
Eyes open for the snakes and it's still fuck the jakes
Watch the opposition 'cause I know they out here lurkin'
Bitch is you a catfish, got to meet your ass in person
Heard you got a booty so I know your ass be twerkin'
And I don't give a fuck, fuck my teachers, wasn't learning
I walk up in your crib like I live there but I don't
He say he gon' catch me slippin' but I know he won't
I ain't hiding from nobody, on my mommy that shit dead
These niggas gettin' jealous, be the first to tell the feds
I'm coolin' in the cut, smokin' dope, stackin' bread
I'm always to myself, I never needed hella heads
I'm like Escobar when it comes to the fetty
Pour a four up in my Fanta, all my niggas leaning heavy

[Chorus]
This that, fast life, fast car, drift
Good weed, taking off, lift
Slow it down, slow it down, drip
Fuck you, I don't owe you, shit
Fast life, fast car, drift
Good weed, taking off, lift
Slow it down, slow it down, drip
Fuck you, I don't owe you, shit
(Marz)