Miami Drift (Bonus Track) Lyrics

Ayy, run down with the blick

Got another clip, I'ma shoot till' it click

Yo gang really pussy, hit you and your clique

Out here with your bitch, get hit in her tit

They already know we the ones who spinnin

They ain't get back and they know who did it

We up on the score, why they think they winning

They say I'm a devil by the way that I'm sinning

Okay, that's cool, I think that's fine

Boy the stick go, grah, make it sound like J9

Lil' mama wanna know why they call me K.I

Tell them look in my face, see the killer in my eyes

Just know when you slip, my niggas gon' slide

Last nigga dissed me, last nigga had died

When the shit get real, boy you better pick a side

You know it's a drive-by when you hear them tires

I wonder if you know, how we livin, we on go

If you see me, then you mean it, then you know you have to blow

Shoot till' it click, click, click

Boy, you a bitch, bitch, bitch

Niggas know what I'm on

I'm really like that, not just in my songs

Don't care about words, just watch your tone

Cause these sticks and stones will break a bone

I feel like AB, cause I put that shit on

Only take five bands just to get a nigga gone

Get her off that liq, it'll turn her shone

She'll take off that thong, thong, thong, thong

Seven.62s have them fuck boys runnin

Ain't worried about my opps, cause they ain't on nothin

Not saying they name, cause they know how we bummin

I stay on the block like I'm Andre Drummond

Must wanna die, why they speakin' of me?

With them thirties out, we was on the ugly

If a nigga slid, he was leavin' bloody

I don't believe in karma, can't nobody touch me

And that striker, shit I feel like Vin Diesel

Life is a movie, you can see it at Regal

If you want smoke, you better call all your people

Cause we got drums that rock out like the Beatles

Spin the block, M.J, got you dancin' like Tito

Seein' me shine, know it's hurtin' they ego

Circle so small, can't see out my peep hole

Spanish chick see the ice, say"Papi muy frio"

I wonder if you know, how we livin, we on go

If you see me, then you mean it, then you know you have to blow

Shoot till' it click, click, click

Boy, you a bitch, bitch, bitch