verse
Two things 'bout the gears, you better listen up
Chrome spokes with the spinners on his tire hubs
Suck smoke in his '40, windows up
He rolls, like he really doesn't give a-
Drug lust, and two packets in your pocket
Clear score, dust hits your nose like a rocket
verse
Scoot-scoot, boy, race up to the super-club
Let rip, like you drank all of the tequila
Get loose, streetfighter, tear it up
Fresh footwear drippin' out of you onto the rug
chorus
Ooh, now you're lettin' go
Heart beatin' faster, feet pushin' on the floor
Ooh, now you're lettin' go
Heart beatin' faster, feet pushin' on the floor
chorus
You still got it, you still got it alright, yeah
Oh, you still got it, you still got it alright, yeah
verse
Ayy, what is everybody talkin' 'bout?
When they wanna live fast, but I'd rather walk it out
Niggas wanna talk about a G
But I spend a G on the twelve teeth in my mouth
Diamonds aquatic, it feel like trout on my wrist
Or a spout on my wrist, put a spider up in it
Everything gotta be eighty, and you keep the twenty percentage
verse
You know that I get it, I'm on, and I'm in it
And if you try to take it the clip get extended
I'm back on my bullshit, like Jordan, no Pippen
If this is my life then I'm Tokyo drifting
chorus
Ooh, now you're lettin' go
Heart beatin' faster, feet pushin' on the floor
Ooh, now you're lettin' go
Heart beatin' faster, feet pushin' on the floor
outro
You still got it, you still got it al-
You still, you still got it al-
You still, you still got it alright, yeah (driftin')