Ferrari Drift Lyrics

She calls me babe, young blood running through my veins

These rappers make no sense, chill relax, with your skill not amazed

You can try to catch these hands, we not on the same page

I'll take your girl to dance, no stress relax

My homies got my back, you see all black, no cap top rap

Ask Zack, you fat, brat. Take that.

She knows, who the goat, took my coat

She cold, gonna be warm, huge storm, oh no.

They call me Drake, but I still got no fame

In two years time we'll know my name

New AP with a Gucci brown bag

Ferrari drift in a Tokyo insane

My prime time is coming soon, be ready stay sharp and tuned

Everyday I look cool, I feel dumed 22

Young King Pablo nice, she loves to shake that ass

My friend is calling now, he wants to borrow that

They call me Drake, but I still got no fame

In two years time we'll know my name

New AP with a Gucci brown bag

Ferrari drift in a Tokyo insane

My prime time is coming soon, be ready stay sharp and tuned

Everyday I look cool, I feel dumed 22

Young King Pablo nice, she loves to shake that ass

My friend is calling now, he wants to borrow that

What

They call me Drake, but I still got no fame

In two years time we'll know my name

New AP with a Gucci brown bag

Ferrari drift in a Tokyo insane

We can talk while we walk, take a cone

Double double horn on my phone

Taking notes, read a book, stupid hoe

They call me Drake, but I still got no fame

In two years time we'll know my name

New AP with a Gucci brown bag

Ferrari drift in a Tokyo insane

We can talk while we walk, take a cone

Double double horn on my phone

Taking notes, read a book, stupid hoe

We can talk while we walk, take a cone

Double double horn on my phone

Taking notes, read a book, stupid hoe