People be saying, "Skrrt" and shit, but you can just drift on a bitch.
Drift on somebody.
There be a hater talking to you and shit.
Drift on they ass.
We got all the heat.
I think my friends are the best producers in this shit.
And if not we should become friends.
I’m tryna change the world though like…
They gon’ see the fuller picture but this one get them dancing.
It’s just like, “What the fuck is this?”
Really I hit my gas.
I’m talking about my weed.
But I could also be talking about the footpedal, you feel me?
If I was be nice to every one of y’all, I’m not gonna walk out this building in
time.
So you just gotta hit them with the, “Skrrt drift drift drift."
"I gotta go.”
My mom and my dad, they was always working, so
I lived with my tía.
Me and my cousins just used to be on bullshit and definitely eating hella Ramen noodles.
You know?
You can do anything.
Put Hot Cheetos in that bitch.
Arigatou Gozaimasu.
That means, “Thank you very much, Mr. Towki Towki san.”
Mr. Towki Towki Towki.
Just call me Towki.
Thank me for trying to change the world.
She sexy.
I hope she let me smack, but you know what?
I might just no look pass it to my homie.
Just be like, “Dip out the room."
I used to go to Aldi’s.
It's this store in Chicago.
I don't know if it's in other places.
It's like cheap, cheap food.
The shit costs like a dollar.
Everything's like a dollar in there.
So that's where my mom always be going, and I used to stay around the corner from one.
So we would always be in there.
Shoutout Aldi's.
Honestly I still fuck with Aldi's.
I don't be going grocery shopping, but I would though.
Always good at making money.
Always good at numbers.
I was good as hell at numbers.
I remember one time I had went to school, college for one semester.
I feel like he was just salty at me because I was getting money.
I was like, “I don’t think I need to be here right now."
"You’re not teaching me how to get money.”
If I'm in school for business, or anything, you might as well just start your business.
Like, why fucking wait?
It used to be one fence.
In that bitch.
I remember I had a sawbuck of weed.
I broke it down into three joints and sold them for $20.
It was crazy.
The next year they added another fence.
Still got through it.