Drake Shit

[Intro: Vory & Rubi Rose] Yeah All these niggas try to sound like you But don't nobody sound like you and Can't nobody say the shit that you say and how you say it [Verse 1: Vory] Told my bitch, "I can't be locked down," she gotta face it She helped me realize I ain't shit Know I told you I wouldn't say shit Ayy, but now she got me on some Drake shit She got me on some Drake shit Ayy, Maybach, Rolls, I spill the drink (Ayy) Shoulder shrugs, I spill the drink Said she on vibes I tell her, "Great" Ayy, head down the curtains, the head was great (Oh, yeah) Ayy, I'm high off of them Perkies with a muse Somehow, she don't seem to see amused Somehow, I still feel she feelin' used She saw my reaction, broke the news She told me that she expecting too I keep it cool 'cause I don't know what you might do Never judged, I never know what you went through [Chorus: Vory] Now she got me on some Drake shit Tell me what about my life that ain't shit You helped me realize it ain't this Say, I don't know if love is this Now you got me on some Drake shit Feelin' how my life just ain't shit Tell me that your lovin' ain't shit 'Cause I done had true love, it ain't this Yeah, got me feelin' on some Drake shit [Interlude: Vory & Rubi Rose] Yeah What is wrong? Can you hear the emotion (Yeah) Think you just gotta stop bein' so shy (Yeah, yeah) Oh, yeah And you'll be the biggest (Yeah, yeah) You already are the biggest, but you'll be greater, they just don't know (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, oh, man I know Oh, man, but Girl, I, girl, I, girl, I, girl, I [Verse 2: Mariah the Scientist] Got all my old vibes askin' me for new shit Was it love or was it just the music? Was it just trust? I hate when I confuse it Play with us whenever you come through with it A couple rhymes and thick thighs and brown eyes You know I know your type Used to be so alike And now we're cuttin' times on the basis On how we can turn to hatred On how all these niggas ain't shit Of how now the picture's painted Green with envy and ragin' red I know this nigga made his bed up Gave you shoulders to lay your head on Did some things that you shouldn't've slept on Drake shit, yeah, yeah [Outro: Rubi Rose] You really are the G.O.A.T I keep you so lowkey But you hard as fuck All these niggas try to sound like you, but don't nobody sound like you Can't nobody say the shit that you sayin' and how you say it Your shit is different