Drift

(Free Young Thug) Yeah (Chop up the perky, yea chop it like Benni, Yeah) Yeah That Benz there a Tonka We riding that bitch and I slide in a Honda Pockets they fat like a sumo, E. Honda I eat the Yerky, I knock out like Ronda I ate the yerky and I went straight to sleep I got the switch and I aim at his teeth Sipping on Wock in a TrackHawk, A Jeep Flawless these diamonds, They flawless on me Shop in a Tonk, Yea we serve out a Sprinter Roll that bitch down and I spray out the window Do him like Thugger, I'll slide in a rental I got these racks and I flood out my dental I got these racks and went straight to the bank Puffing Gelato, That shit that be stank Hop off a stage and went straight to a stain I stay with shooters, Yea I'm with the gang I get them diamonds straight from Johnny Dang I'm smoking on gas and it's healing my pain Pull up in a Tesla, Pull up in a Range I'm popping these perky, I'm going insane These niggas be hating, Like what do you gain I hop on the beat, I kick shit like Liu Kang Big AR, and that shit got range Fuck you nigga, I paved my own wave Welcome to YerkVille I put her on yerks My diamonds gone twerk, Her pussy gone squirt I got me an Uzi, That bitch got some Vert I got me an Uzi, That bitch got some range I don't got no friends cause these pussys be lame Geeked up with the gang She wanna get slayed, but that bitch getting tamed I just want the money, I don't want the fame I feel LeBron, I want more rings I'm way too geeked, I'm on 19 This OxyContin, I don't sip lean Got a lil bitch dressed up in Celene They ask me why I look so mean It's because I'm chasing racks It's because I aint rich yet Rocking Rick Owens, I'm look like the devil AP the G-Shock, Yea AP my bezel These ain't no Reebok, These Yeezy my steppers I copped a peezy, I move out December White boy shooter, Larry Bird I'm flipping packs, Yea I'm flipping work Aye, Better watch your back, Yea I lurk Hit him in the head, Yea face him off a perc Hey I'ma walk them down in Supreme Face him with the Tec, Yea turned to a meme Your bitch on deck, Yea Zach and Cody I'm booted up daily, a lot of codeine GTRs boosted can't catch us in cop cars I'm in this bitch and I'm sipping on Wockhardt Caught an opp lacking, You know that the Glock spark Wake up and boot up, I'm really a rockstar Yea Mask up like Jason, Yea shoot it like Tatum yea My heart was racing when I had to K him, Yea Slump on the curb, Yea the body's just laying there They bodies just dropping like flies You know I'm too geeked, just look at my eyes I just wake up, get high to the sky Let a pussy nigga try me, I'm upping the fye The drugs are killing them, That's why they're dying I aint doing no Fentanyl, I'm better off dying Do this shit with no effort, I'm not even trying Once I get in that mode, I'm a beast, I'm a lion These niggas be sus, so I'm calling them Cyan You can never catch me testifying If that nigga run up, then I'm fying You know that Anti come in, he on timing I hit the yerky I nod off, I'm flying I ate the yerky went up like a plane Diamonds from Elliot, This a plain jane Fucking that bitch but I don't know her name I aint gone stop until I get me a ring That nigga mad cause he aint on the team Boot up off perky, but I'm not a fiend I'm tryna stack up as tall as Yao Ming I got a Glock, got a Glock with a beam Got a Glock with a beam, Finna knock off his spleen Got a Glock with a beam, Got a Glock with a beam Got a Glock with a beam, Got a Glock with a beam Glock with a beam, gonna knock off his (shh) Glock with a beam, finna knock off his dreams Glock with a beam, finna knock off his top You carry a gun but you not finna pop (carry a gun but you not gone pop) You carry a gun but you not finna use it I'm not a gangster, I just make music Nigga don't try me, I just might lose it Got some loose screws, I don't know where they at Nigga wanna try me, Gone put him in pack Just for protection, I'm keeping that Mac Do him like Ricky, got shot in the back