Drift lyrics

[Intro]
Go around
Marley, I think you just need to trun me up in the headphones in this sh*t right here, man
This sh*t right here, my n*gga, is next level, bro
You know I'm sayin'
This is that-
This is that 2016 I'm the motherf*cking n*gga 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 b*tches, bro
Hahaha
n*ggas still hate on me, bro
I started the f*ckin' movement
n*gga don't you ever forget it, n*gga
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 b*tch
Always by my side, never catch me with an average
Spent a lot of cash, coming back like it's magic
n*ggas 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 n*ggas, middle fingers to the ref
And I smoke the loudest pack, think a n*gga 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
f*ck you, I don't owe you, sh*t
Fast life, fast car, drift
Good weed, taking off, lift
Slow it down, slow it down, drip
f*ck you, I don't owe you, sh*t

[Verse 2]
I feel like Ice Cube, today was a good day
These n*ggas straight actors, got 'em watchin' Bluray
You know how the game goes, everybody turn fake
Eyes open for the snakes and it's still f*ck the jakes
Watch the opposition 'cause I know they out here lurkin'
b*tch 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 f*ck, f*ck 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 sh*t dead
These n*ggas 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 n*ggas leaning heavy
[Chorus]
This that, fast life, fast car, drift
Good weed, taking off, lift
Slow it down, slow it down, drip
f*ck you, I don't owe you, sh*t
Fast life, fast car, drift
Good weed, taking off, lift
Slow it down, slow it down, drip
f*ck you, I don't owe you, sh*t
(Marz)