Ferrari Drift

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