tokyo driftn’ - br0k3n de1uxe lyrics
[intro]
f*ck you, br0k3n!
aye, cause i’m tokyo driftin’
aye, cause i’m tokyo driftin’
ha ha ha
aye, yuh, aye
[chorus]
cause b*tch i’m tokyo driftin’ and yeah i’m
getting these b*tches
boy just get outta my face, before i put you in a body case
yeah, that’s a casket, all these stupid b*tches, they so rachet
asking, for this mac eleven to start blasting
cause b*tch they acting, like they ain’t got no bread but b*tch you laughing
you lying to me, all my homies, yeah they f*cking flying to me
they want features yea they buying from me
rappers dying to me
imma make my bread then imma talk to n*ggas signing to me
cause b*tch i’m tokyo driftin’ and yeah i’m
getting these b*tches
boy just get outta my face, before i put you in a body case
yeah, that’s a casket, all these stupid b*tches, they so rachet
asking, for this mac eleven to start blasting
cause b*tch they acting, like they ain’t got no bread but b*tch you laughing
you lying to me, all my homies, yeah they f*cking flying to me
they want features yea they buying from me
rappers dying to me
imma make my bread then imma talk to n*ggas signing to me
[verse]
get ‘em off the map
i got h*lla fans, b*tch, i don’t gotta cap
i be counting ones and twos, and that’s not just cause i rap
i got yo b*tch, i got yo hoe, and that b*tch sitting on my lap
i be feeling tired, but i got no time for a nap
she calling my phone, she text too
she be on my phone like “come through”
i’m telling that b*tch like “f*ck you!”
wei shen, dodging you like kung fu
he don’t got ten in his hand
he don’t even got ten on the gram
you talk down, feel like you a fan
i might stack some bread, fly out to j*pan (aye)
[chorus]
cause b*tch i’m tokyo driftin’ and yeah i’m
getting these b*tches
boy just get outta my face, before i put you in a body case
yeah, that’s a casket, all these stupid b*tches, they so rachet
asking, for this mac eleven to start blasting
cause b*tch they acting, like they ain’t got no bread but b*tch you laughing
you lying to me, all my homies, yeah they f*cking flying to me
they want features yea they buying from me
rappers dying to me
imma make my bread then imma talk to n*ggas signing to me
cause b*tch i’m tokyo driftin’ and yeah i’m
getting these b*tches
boy just get outta my face, before i put you in a body case
yeah, that’s a casket, all these stupid b*tches, they so rachet
asking, for this mac eleven to start blasting
cause b*tch they acting, like they ain’t got no bread but b*tch you laughing
you lying to me, all my homies, yeah they f*cking flying to me
they want features yea they buying from me
rappers dying to me
imma make my bread then imma talk to n*ggas signing to me
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