I’M NAMING THIS SONG “DRIFT”

Lyrics

Drift! Drift! Drift! Drift! Drift! Drift! Drift! Drift! (Drift! I'ma die young) Drift! Drift! Drift! Drift! Drift! Drift! Drift! Drift! (Drift! I'ma die young) I hate 'em when they hurt up I put 'em on a shirt yuh I drift and I swerve huh I kick it with the birds They wanna ride, I wanna pay my dudes They wanna lie, they wanna say I do Go on and cry, they wanna fill my shoes You fucking right, they wanna take my views I'm 'bout to drop low, pop out and pop your mans I'm up in Cabo Pablo, wash your hands You finna die slow, I know you pop 'em xans You fuck with five-o, I don't wanna shake your hand 99 Civic SI with the flames out, aye now Got the bapes out with my drake out Hey now they wanna hate now, 'cause I play loud Wait now, you finna make out with the same style You biting off the culture, culture, culture The scene don't even know ya, know ya, know ya I don't wanna bro ya, bro ya, bro ya But I done been told ya, told ya, told ya I am a titan boy Fuck around, I'll leave you like a island boy Yeah, your shorty I enjoy Don't mess with my brother, you a crying boy Racks up, get your packs up, get your facts up Vaxxed up, feel like Pokémon, pussy back up Pack up, get your shit and leave asap bruh Capped up, can't even cap, I'm a cap You call it drift? I'ma call it shit, I'll repeat it then You call it drift? I'ma call it shit, put that on my wrist Whip it like a city girl, wait huh Whip it like a city girl, huh No stop, stop, stop, stop Stop!