Driftin' Huh, huh, huh, Tokyo driftin' Two things 'bout the gears, you better listen up Chrome spokes with the spinners on his tire hubs Suck smoke in his '40, windows up He rolls, like he really doesn't give a- Drug lust, and two packets in your pocket Clear score, dust hits your nose like a rocket Scoot-scoot, boy, race up to the super-club Let rip, like you drank all of the tequila Get loose, streetfighter, tear it up Fresh footwear drippin' out of you onto the rug Ooh, now you're lettin' go Heart beatin' faster, feet pushin' on the floor Ain't nothin' better Ooh, now you're lettin' go Heart beatin' faster, feet pushin' on the floor Ain't nothin' better Wavey Davey's on fire You still got it, you still got it alright, yeah Wavey Davey's on fire Oh, you still got it, you still got it alright, yeah Ayy, what is everybody talkin' 'bout? When they wanna live fast, but I'd rather walk it out Niggas wanna talk about a G But I spend a G on the twelve teeth in my mouth Diamonds aquatic, it feel like trout on my wrist Or a spout on my wrist, put a spider up in it Everything gotta be eighty, and you keep the twenty percentage You know that I get it, I'm on, and I'm in it And if you try to take it the clip get extended I'm back on my bullshit, like Jordan, no Pippen If this is my life then I'm Tokyo drifting Ooh, now you're lettin' go Heart beatin' faster, feet pushin' on the floor Ain't nothin' better Ooh, now you're lettin' go Heart beatin' faster, feet pushin' on the floor Ain't nothin' better Wavey Davey's on fire You still got it, you still got it alright, yeah Wavey Davey's on fire You still got it, you still got it alright, yeah Wavey Davey's on fire You still got it, you still got it al- You still, you still got it al- You still, you still got it alright, yeah (driftin')