Tokyo Driftin' On Opps

Big ass jab I done fucked lil bro's face Fit got some blood on it, so I gotta go change Bitch look clean but that ass got some odor stank Wock looking alien walking roun' with a dope drank Dropped a body IRL, we ain't talkin COD Finna go print me a shirt, Visa and Mastercard Hoe I can chase, not the type chase you want This ain't no fun time we all making art Guess what bitch you are a seven at best Hating on me, take my dick out yo ass Rapping and scamming what the f*ck is a class I ain't had Za in a week I need gas Drift on the opps, we fast and furious Y'all so surprised, why the f*ck y'all so curious Plugged in not out, bitch I'm the plug now I can flip yo cash make you round hundred some thou' If you believe me brodie that's all on you Money and fame all I got in my view Hustler since birth ain't no morals I drew Used to be broke ain't no methods I knew Hold up lil bitch, please shut the f*ck up You are so broke why the f*ck do you act up? If she a witch I'mma make sure to back up If she got rocks I'mma make sure to pack up I don't sell phones but I can sell you fake shit Best thing about it, you won't ever know shit If you hear this song, you can go suck my dick Next time I see you, I'mma rob you and your bitch Saying I ain't me boy you must be retarded Stop all that dick riding it won't get you far man One thing I can do is scam your whole fucking family Next on the list is scam the whole planet Big ass jab I done fucked lil bro's face Fit got some blood on it, so I gotta go change Bitch look clean but that ass got some odor stank Wock looking alien walking roun' with a dope drank Dropped a body IRL, we ain't talkin COD Finna go print me a shirt, Visa and Mastercard Hoe I can chase, not the type chase you want This ain't no fun time we all making art Lifetime Contract, this shit forever Trae Young on the beat, that be my level Hawk in my blood, no way to lose Bitch seen me once and she turned to a pool