say dat!

[Verse 1: blackdrift]
Say that
Shoutout my motherfucking brother, yeah
We in this shit, oh wonder, yeah (oh yeah)
Free my lil bro out the slumber, yeah
Can’t catch me in no slumber, yeah
Wanna talk shit, then run up, yeah (word)
Want all the smoke? Put them guns up (word)
Or fuck that shit, let’s knuckle up, yeah
I run this shit up like a track meet
Fuck all them hoes, and I’m breaking they back in, yeah
Your ass in pain, need an aspirin
Smoke up, I’m in the mountains in aspen, yeah (what?)
Why you asking bout’ a zip?
You should’ve served me like last week
And, why you asking bout some hoes?
We know your ass not bagging none
How much bullshit I gotta prove wrong?
Either way, they just gon’ call me a liar (a liar)
Lord knows, I can’t beef over hoes, but damn
This shit been getting real tiring
Yeah, and they think I’m a villain like Tyrant (what?)
I’m just very evil, I’m stylin, yeah
All white, bloody angel, I’ve fallen, yeah
I’m just tryna fuck up the target
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Bitch, I made that
HVNSENT with the alley, I lay that
If I shoot from the logo, I’ll make that
Talk your shit, then say that then
Get your brick and break that then
Blacked out nails, I slayed that then
Wanna shoot? Then AK that then
Me and Slip, we go way back when

[Verse 2: slip2crzyy]
Slay that
Fuck on that bitch in the back of a Maybach
Hit close range, my bae like melee
Everyday rich, my life like a payday
Upgraded my chain
Pimp on a bitch like Dame
She coming back in a day
Old bitch so lame, I had to upgrade the rank
Can’t even stomp my boots in rain (uh, uh)
Yeah
Balmain my jeans, not Jesepi and I fold the roof on the Double R
I think I got off a tab and I’m on a mission, I leveled up
Still got a bag full of Chrome Heart (uh)
Ball on the field or the full court (uh uh)
Mix up the match with the Goyard
Still got a bag, not a purse, it’s a Scholar (uh uh)
M-Made my hoes go sync by sync
In a two by two that’s covered in Mink
And I bust on her face in the Mazi
You steady trippin, I got ‘em on timing (time)
Sum of my business Grade A bad (ooh ooh)
But sum of my hoes, they coming in flawless
Still on probation, the government watching
Don’t give a fuck, I sell my drugs in an auction (auction)
Uh huh, oh yuh, oh yuh, oh yuh
Lifestyle I’m living, I’m coming in fast
I pop like a skateboard off of that rail (off that rail)
Want me to fight, go hit backstage
And I switch out the whip, put an eye on the flash (uh)
Like, how is you forty but still in the trenches?
Diss for attention, that got extensions
I mean, realistically, I got sum hoes that go crazy, bananas
Lay up wit Bridgette, she know ‘bout the Fanta
She just a blonde ho, come with a mansion
None of my flows get out of my hands
I plan a trip to Japan in advance
I’m from the PA, Drift from Atlanta
I’d say we global, but that’s just the manners (uh)
Yuh (ha ha)

[Verse 3: rexv2]
My bad (my bad)
I had (I had), that bag (that bag)
They mad
I just kicked in with a K Mag (ha ha)
Niggas ain’t this, niggas ain’t that (ha ha)
If you tryna hit, nigga, say that (ha ha, say that)
If it’s ’bout a bitch, nigga, say that (ha ha)
Tryna beef, ah, nigga, say that (ha ha)
If I need a bag, gotta pay that (ha ha)
Pull up with a mask like an Arab (ha ha)
I knew lil Cassie from way back (ha ha)
Hit her from the back, pull her train tracks (ha ha)
My bitch bad, gotta slay that (ha ha)
I don’t want throat, I can’t trade that (ha ha)
Playing with a bag in a Maybach (ha ha, ha ha)

[Outro: rexv2]
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