Still Drifting

Lyrics

[Intro: J Neat] Northside, Gang Neat gang, Shoutout UTM JSwish, Long Live Wassi Free Stacks Free 30 21, Ain't no silence Been way too long [Chorus: J Neat] Bitch I'm at the top, how can a young nigga drop? I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop All my niggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop Bitch I'm at the top, how can a young nigga drop? I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop All my niggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop [Verse 1: J Neat] All my shooters on the court ain't no benchin' I could teach how to trap, nigga start takin lessons He moving foul so Burna brought that Tec out Every time we rise it, lil' bitch that's a man down And this Revy have him dancing like he Chris Brown He tryna run like Usain, but I chase down We drinkin' henny out the bottle, ain't no chase now Free TallupTwinz and J Man out the cage now I got my mod 'mali's with me, they be in the cut And they don't got no heart, nigga, they don't give no fucks They'll walk up on you, nigga, and let that semi bust They'll walk up on you, nigga, and let that semi bust But don't worry, we still sliding When them Wassas drifting, they be hiding When them shells be busting, niggas dying 21 cram on niggas, Kobe Bryant [Chorus: J Neat] Bitch I'm at the top, how can a young nigga drop? I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop All my niggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop Bitch I'm at the top, how can a young nigga drop? I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop All my niggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop [Verse 2: Tallup Twinz] Real flips will never flop, so I ain't going back broke Still sliding on your block, nigga then we do the dash Bunch of young North Jane niggas, and we getting cash We don't go to school, but we still got that bag Rollin' with them .40's, I got 30 in the mag Crodie J Neat on a bean, haan, you know that's my man Still be cold I keep that heat Hot, frying like a pan He a goofy, I know he not riding for his mans Fuck the opps, for them we don't got no mercy Vince Carter in the dot, but I don't need a jersey And I'ma hit a stain and risk it all if it's worth it Abaay, abaay gang, tell em free my nigga 30 Rolling on your block that's a case closed Band camp and shit, tell 'em free my broski, Pedro Project Kronic, OTI now I gotta lay low Go OT, selling untoe or selling gatho [Chorus: J Neat] Bitch I'm at the top, how can a young nigga drop? I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop All my niggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop Bitch I'm at the top, how can a young nigga drop? I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop All my niggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop [Outro] Flip flop!