Driftin'
You know what that sounds is
I-I'm faded
I'm lifted
Off the Perky I'm driftin'
Movin'
Spinnin'
She wanna fuck cause I'm winnin'
I told her ass be great'
Said bae' you look so good
I wanna put you on a plate
I said nah baby just chill
I'm out here trynna' make a mil'
Be in these streets so much
That I ain't even get a meal
Not trying to complain
I just gotta maintain
She be with me so much
She trying to steal my slang
And I ain't even trynna hang
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
Shawty always in her feelins'
She already know that I'm dealin'
I always be with my gang
Slangin' Ye' to make pay
Don't repeat what I say
Work every day for bae'
She want Chanel instead of Louie
I always gotta keep a tooly
Just in case they trying to do me
Pop a Perc' for the pain
Smoke a blunt in the rain
T-t-timbs' on no stain
Golden chain with a pinky rang'
Diamonds hit you in the membrane
I'm so high I'm goin' insane
Shades on don't look at me
Why you always trying to fuck with me
Girl I don't even fuck with you
You were always with some other dude
You were always trying to play it cool
No clothes on in the pool
You really think I'm a fool
You really think I'm a fool
You really think I'm a fool
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
I'm not really what you thought (Never that)
She ain't with me she a thot (Who that)
Play your role you a bot (Uh-huh)
I-I-I just beat up the box (Yeah yeah)
Beat it up like I box (Tyson)
Clean it up like I mop (Clean)
Give me that neck that too (Uh huh)
Then I'ma hop like scotch (Later)
We made a tape no scotch (Movie)
But I don't stick to these thots (Nah)
You a fake you fraud (Facts)
You ain't even a loss (For real)
You the past you gone (Later)
You in last you lost (Fuck you)
Bitch I'm Jack Frost (Yeah)
Blow her back off (Hah)
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
I-I'm faded
I'm lifted
Off the Perky I'm driftin'
Movin'
Spinnin'
She wanna fuck cause I'm winnin'
I told her ass be great'
Said bae' you look so good
I wanna put you on a plate
I said nah baby just chill
I'm out here trynna' make a mil'
Be in these streets so much
That I ain't even get a meal
Not trying to complain
I just gotta maintain
She be with me so much
She trying to steal my slang
And I ain't even trynna hang
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
Shawty always in her feelins'
She already know that I'm dealin'
I always be with my gang
Slangin' Ye' to make pay
Don't repeat what I say
Work every day for bae'
She want Chanel instead of Louie
I always gotta keep a tooly
Just in case they trying to do me
Pop a Perc' for the pain
Smoke a blunt in the rain
T-t-timbs' on no stain
Golden chain with a pinky rang'
Diamonds hit you in the membrane
I'm so high I'm goin' insane
Shades on don't look at me
Why you always trying to fuck with me
Girl I don't even fuck with you
You were always with some other dude
You were always trying to play it cool
No clothes on in the pool
You really think I'm a fool
You really think I'm a fool
You really think I'm a fool
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
I'm not really what you thought (Never that)
She ain't with me she a thot (Who that)
Play your role you a bot (Uh-huh)
I-I-I just beat up the box (Yeah yeah)
Beat it up like I box (Tyson)
Clean it up like I mop (Clean)
Give me that neck that too (Uh huh)
Then I'ma hop like scotch (Later)
We made a tape no scotch (Movie)
But I don't stick to these thots (Nah)
You a fake you fraud (Facts)
You ain't even a loss (For real)
You the past you gone (Later)
You in last you lost (Fuck you)
Bitch I'm Jack Frost (Yeah)
Blow her back off (Hah)
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
Sometimes I feel I'm lifted
Sometimes I feel I'm driftin'
No matter what I do I can't seem to escape this feelin'
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Mcclary
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