TOKYO DRIFT Lyrics

I'm gonna smoke crack with the bums down at the boardwalk

Until I'm dead, unless you deliver me fuckin' Fenix

Get to work, Nicky, or anybody that wants to help

I want Fenix

City on fire

Temp goin' up

Screechin' the tires

Revvin' it up

Speak on the boy

We sendin' it up

You ready or what

You ready or what

You ready, or

Ayy, the way that I'm map this shit out, hoe

I feel like Magellan, I could've been felon

Shoutout my lawyer and Tracy, they saved me

I would've did seven

I would've never linked Eddy and flew out of Staten, shit

By the time I got out, man, I would've quit rappin', shit

The system so fucked that according to stats, man

I would've went back in, damn

I can't lose it all, hoe

It's time to go legit

They keep playin' games, so I had to go to Twitch

Shoutout to Z, cause he booked me that flight

Ain't even blink when he looked at that price

I just made Salsa go crazy in person

That means that I'm cookin' it right, shit

I know that I'm him

My money's still tighter than clothes that's on Kim

My bills gettin' bigger and I still deliver

I still got a sliver of gold in my pen

I ain't never fake in a rap

The boy got it bumpin' like the bass in the trap

Hand on the face, bitch, I'm makin' a slap

And I'm takin' a lap while you takin' a nap

City on fire

Temp goin' up

Screechin' the tires

Revvin' it up

Speak on the boy

We sendin' it up

You ready or what

You ready or what

City on fire

Temp goin' up

Screechin' the tires

Revvin' it up

Speak on the boy

We sendin' it up

You ready or what

You ready or what

You ready or

Back in my high school days

Dreamed of them venues I might could play

Thought I could sign to The Roc

I would get hot, then I could write with Jay

But no, thought it was jokes

Till I bagged the work up and bought 'em that dope

Was writin' for rappers that wouldn't be snappin

If they hadn't bought 'em some quotes

Let's lock and unload, killin' the beat boy, it's open

casket make him pay Fe, boy, they overdrafted

Boy, I been snappin' like broken glasses

Thought I was dead, but I rose from ashes

Whoa, you scared of the boy

I get this shit crackin' like tearin' a voice

Me versus you ain't comparin' the choice

I hand 'em raw raps, hoe we sharin' a joint

Woah, I bet you mad as shit

If it's beef, I got the cattle list

Know what the pattern is

Don't get it twisted, cause I can unravel it

I don't mean cake, but I got the badder, bitch

Damn, what's the matter, bitch? Thought he was Top Gun

And found out I'm maverick, give you the same hands

I'm climbin' this ladder with gone

City on fire, temp goin up

Screechin' the tops

Revvin' it up

Speak on the boy

We sendin' it up

You ready or what

You ready or what

City on fire

Temp goin up

Screechin' the tops

Revvin' it up

Speak on the boy

We sendin' it up

You ready or what

You ready or what

You ready or

You ready or