I’M NAMING THIS SONG “DRIFT”

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!