DRI-FIT

[VERSE 1]

Gucci cut and I'm a bread and butter nigga
Overseas I be blowin' dope
Glasgow to the London streets with my mans, two bands I be blowin' snow
She got booty acne but I'm hittin' doe
Activation of the beast mode
Kamikaze hittin' Nazi hoes
Pussy feelin' like Margiela
I'm in Sack Fifths blowin' off a flat
I done sold my soul so I got a rack
Top [?] packs of the Perrier
Used to smoke blunts where my momma' stay
South Bay with my rude ones, did time for my rude ones
Came home like a new bruv, but I'm still cool like I pulled up

[HOOK]

I touch the road, we beatin' hoes
Dr-dr-dr-dri fit, keep it cold on my soul
I touch the road, we beatin' hoes
Dr-dr-dr-dri fit, keep it cold on my soul
I touch the road, we beatin' hoes
Dr-dr-dr-dri fit, keep it cold on my soul
I touch the road, we beatin' hoes
Dr-dr-dr-dri fit, keep it cold on my soul

[VERSE 2]

Copenhagen with my mans' and them
Spent two days travelin'
Got big drugs in the minivan
Pussy tastin' like Pepper Ann
Amethyst on my grave plot
Farmer land, can't get shot
Smokin' hash in the restaurant
[ ? ]. mind rot
Bought two mans for the lip
Two bad bitches kissin' when I piss
They be with the shit, on a one way trip
Two bars deep gettin' lit lit
At the Euro club, niggas can't miss
[ ? ], can't fix
[?] molly benz, walkin' through the Red Light District

[HOOK]

I touch the road, we beatin' hoes
Dr-dr-dr-dri fit, keep it cold on my soul
I touch the road, we beatin' hoes
Dr-dr-dr-dri fit, keep it cold on my soul
I touch the road, we beatin' hoes
Dr-dr-dr-dri fit, keep it cold on my soul
I touch the road, we beatin' hoes
Dr-dr-dr-dri fit, keep it cold on my soul

[Outro]
You a lil' nigga, I be big bruv'
At the Sydney opera house, wondering how a nigga came up
In my own lane, glad that a nigga change up
Call my momma phone just to know where I came from
Call my momma phone just to know where I came from
Call my momma phone just to know where I came from
Call my momma phone just to know where I came from