Travi$ Scott ft. JAMES FAUNTLEROY - Drive | Текст песни

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• Travi$ Scott ft. JAMES FAUNTLEROY
• Drive

If I spill drank on my clothes - I can do dat
It don't matter cause I buy me some more - I can do dat
I'mma spend about fifty in the mall - I can do dat
I'mma buy me a Bentley in the fall - I can do dat
I'mma stop weak niggas from rappin'

I, can't, leave, drank alone
It got me feenin' (feelin' feelin' good)
(Feelin' like a boss cuz I'm creeping through the hood)

[Travis Scott]
Feel like I'm on the drive to the moon
Man I thought the world was ending soon
Damn a brother stay tested and the devil wear prada

(Hook)
Sometimes I drive
While I'm staring in your eyes
With my hands behind your head
While you take me away

(Verse)
Weather I'm shinin' all winter or chillin' all summer
Be rockin' furs look like copped 'em straight out the jungle
Used spend cheese up on steez yeah I remember
Used to take trips whippin' the Jeep my mom loaned us
Ridin' real slow
Mmhm, that the shit they didn't know
Cruisin' down 59 seeing niggas ridin' fours I just stared at the stars
Look with my eyes closed cause its driving me wild

(Hook)

Hit the weed and just drive {*4X*}

(Hook)

"Junior!" Fuck
"Junior, turn that shit off~!"
Man, for what
Nigga?
"What'd I tell about playing' that loud ass music in this fuckin'
House?!"
Fuck! Fuckin' drama's crazy

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