If It Shifts, It Drifts.!

If It Shifts, It Drifts.! [Intro] (Engine cough + tire chirp + lighter flick) Yeah… helmet on, blunt lit… if it shifts… it drifts, man… [Harmony 1] Oh-oh, if it shifts (if it shifts!) Oh-oh, it drifts (it drifts!) [Verse 1] Widebody RX7, my name on the door 950 on tap but I’m still scared of fourth gear, for sure Fog so thick I can’t see the next curve coming But I’m high as hell thinking “this is how legends are running” [Rap 1] Yo — clutch in, gear up, foot down like an idiot (idiot!) Tires screaming louder than my last bad decision, kid (kid!) Devil’s Punch Bowl trying to eat my lunch (lunch!) I’m over here laughing with a blunt in the cup, crunch (crunch!) [Pre-Chorus] Heart doing backflips, palms sweaty as hell But the RX7 says “shut up and send it” — oh well [Chorus] If it shifts, it drifts! RX7 sliding through the mist If it shifts, it drifts! Blacktop king with a half smoked twist Smoke trailing, tires failing, no regrets If it shifts… it drifts! (skrrrrt!) [Harmony 2] Oh-oh, if it shifts (if it shifts!) Oh-oh, it drifts (it drifts!) [Verse 2] Cannon Beach lights blurry in the rearview glass I’m talking to the car like “please don’t let me crash” Turbo spooling up like it’s judging all my choices I’m out here living life like it’s one of my voices [Pre-Chorus 2] Redline screaming, GPS saying “recalculating” I’m recalibrating my whole damn life while I’m accelerating [Chorus 2] If it shifts, it drifts! RX7 sliding through the mist If it shifts, it drifts! Blacktop king with a half smoked twist Smoke trailing, tires failing, no regrets If it shifts… it drifts! (skrrrrt!) [Harmony 3] La-la, feel the power La-la, own the hour [Verse 3] No ABS, no traction, no common sense at all Just me, the RX, and a half-finished fireball Oregon coast fog thicker than my last bad text Still sending it — living life with zero regrets [Rap 3] Helmet fogged up, eyes redder than the brake lights (lights!) Talking to the car like “we got this tonight” (tonight!) If the cops pull up, I’m vanishing in the smoke (smoke!) MadCat logic — if it shifts, it drifts, joke’s on you folks! [Pre-Chorus 3] No tomorrow, just the road and the high RX7 drifting under midnight sky [Chorus 3] If it shifts, it drifts! RX7 sliding through the mist If it shifts, it drifts! Blacktop king with a half smoked twist Smoke trailing, tires failing, no regrets If it shifts… it drifts! (skrrrrt!) [Verse 4] So if you see the headlights cutting through the fog Know it’s MadCat rolling with that loud exhaust log If it shifts, it drifts — that’s the only law 420 and horsepower — break every rule, y