Hit the South Gate just got off the highway
Now I'm on the parkway
Bout to do it my way
Catch me drifting
Bending corners I'm twisting
The wheel back and forth
Full control when I'm whipping
Don't miss a beat
Nah
I'm never skipping
Stay on point
You know
I'm never tripping
Leaky faucet
My flow
It stay dripping
I think I hear some sirens getting close
So I'm dipping
Gone
Out of sight like this song
Leaving a cloud of smoke
Like a hit off a bong
I saw her looking so I told her come along
Rung her bell she left her friends
Like a game of
Ditch
Gave her the ride that she wished
For
As the pedal hit the floor
Drifting bending corners so fast
She grabbed the handle up above the door
Told me to slow down
Telling me that she can't take no more