THE DRIVE

Whoo!
Hehehe
Yo! What's up ya'll?
If ya'll don't know me by now
I go by the name, Frostbyt3
and a
I just wanna welcome ya'll to
Whinter Seezyn
You know what I mean?
Aye
Yeah
Kill it
So, so, so, so, so, so
So, so, so
Aye
Heh
Yeah

Who gon' kill it with that drive?
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
We gon' kill it with that drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Who gon' kill it when I drive?
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Yeah
Who gon' kill it with that drive?
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive

What!

Imma knock em' out like Ronda
Two door, four seat
Crystal clear, that's Honda
I'm a start out with the mini
Yes, I win it
All these Nascar races in Daytona
Yes, I'm with it
Yes I'm winning starting motors back in GMC
Yes I'm blowing up the wonders back in GMC
1950's Bears, oh we back in history?
Cars flipping out, bouta be some misery
All the rapper passion bou't love like a Subaru
Fake friends, when they call, you in trouble too
And they car crashing, they get the rubbles too
And they flexing all these chains, make them sick like flu
Taking all these rappers like I'm Neeson
Four-door, grab the pedal like it's Nissan

Put it park but it drive put it any ride
Put it fast cause the wave come in like a tide.

Who gon' kill it with that drive?
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
We gon' kill it with that drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Who gon' kill it when I drive?
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Yeah
Who gon' kill it with that drive?
Drive
Drive
Drive

Drive
Drive
Drive

I was born with the drive
With my hand on 10 and 2
Born for this ride
Watch me hop up in this coope
Born for this ride
This the ride of my life
I hit em' with that turn signal
Then I turn on the right
Put my hand on the wheel
Do a Mr. Miyagi
My foot up on the gas
It's like nobody can stop me
And I can drive whatever
Be a van or a Harley
My brain be the vehicle
My music the car key
I see em' drive up on my tail
They tryna swerve up in my lane
So imma choose a different path
And slide into a different lane
Cuz' y'all rap about your chains
But your music hasn't changed
Rappers now be acting strange
Like a Rover with no range
But I can see me now with my
Roof all topless

I'm about to drive it like the Mach 6
Pop this truck
You can't cop this
Blast off like a rocket
Number one position boy cuz no one else gon' top this

Who gon' kill it with that drive?
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
We gon' kill it with that drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Who gon' kill it when I drive?
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Yeah
Who gon' kill it with that drive?
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive
Drive



Credits
Writer(s): John Coleman
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