Still Drifting lyrics

[Intro: J Neat]
Northside, Gang
Neat gang, Shoutout UTM
JSwish, Long Live Wassi
Free Stacks Free 30
21, Ain't no silence
Been way too long

[Chorus: J Neat]
b*tch I'm at the top, how can a young n*gga drop?
I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop
Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop
All my n*ggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop
b*tch I'm at the top, how can a young n*gga drop?
I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop
Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop
All my n*ggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop

[Verse 1: J Neat]
All my shooters on the court ain't no bench
I could teach how to trap, n*gga start takin lessons
He moving foul so Burna brought that Tec out
Every time we rise it, lil' b*tch that's a man down
And this Revy have him dancing like he Chris Brown
He tryna run like Usain, but I chase down
We drinkin' henny out the bottle, ain't no chase now
Free Tallup Twinz, and J Man out the cage now
I got my mod 'mali's with me, they be in the cut
And they don't got no heart, n*gga, they don't give no f*cks
They'll walk up on you, n*gga, and let that semi bust
They'll walk up on you, n*gga, and let that semi bust
But don't worry, we still sliding
When them Wassas drifting, they be hiding
When them shells be busting, n*ggas dying
21 [?] my n*ggas, Kobe Bryant
[Chorus: J Neat]
b*tch I'm at the top, how can a young n*gga drop?
I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop
Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop
All my n*ggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop
b*tch I'm at the top, how can a young n*gga drop?
I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop
Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop
All my n*ggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop

[Verse 2: Tallup Twinz]
Real flips will never flop, so I ain't going back broke
Still sliding on your block, n*gga then we do the dash
Bunch of young North Jane n*ggas, and we getting cash
We don't go to school, but we still got that bag
Rollin' with them 40's, I got 30 in the mag
Crodie J Neat on a bean, haan, you know that's my man
Still be cold I keep that heat
Hot, frying like a pan
He a goofy, I know he not riding for his mans
f*ck the opps, for them we don't got no mercy
Vince Carter in the dot, but I don't need a jersey
And i'ma hit a stain and risk it all if it's worth it
Abaay, abaay gang, tell em free my n*gga 30
Rolling on your block that's a case closed
Band camp and sh*t, tell 'em free my broski, Pedro
Project Kronic, OTI now I gotta lay low
Go OT, selling untoe or selling gatho
[Chorus: J Neat]
b*tch I'm at the top, how can a young n*gga drop?
I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop
Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop
All my n*ggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop
b*tch I'm at the top, how can a young n*gga drop?
I be smoking dope, got 2 litres 'bout to pour some drop
Every day we sliding on the opps so it never stop
All my n*ggas making flips, your flips gon' always flop

[Outro]
Flip flop!