[INTRO] Yeah… Turn the bass up. Texas, we outside. [HOOK] Drift king, slide king, Texas in the rear, Engine screaming loud, but I never show fear, Football on the field, Jordan on the sole, I came for the moment, came to take control. Left turn, right turn, tires dancing on the road, Bass hitting heavy while I’m carrying the load, Fourth quarter energy, pressure getting high, Jumping like Jordan, watch me touch the sky. [VERSE 1] Dark night, city lights, everything moving fast, Had to learn real quick that the moment don’t last, So I work every day, gotta make it count, Started with a little dream, now the vision amounts. Texas in my blood, Southern sound in the beat, Football field mentality, never accept defeat, They see the highlight, they don’t see the grind, They see the finished product, not the war in my mind. Jordan with the fadeaway, cold under pressure, I don’t need to brag, let the numbers be the measure, Drift through the corner, perfect line, perfect timing, Every beat hitting hard, every second perfect rhyming. [HOOK] Drift king, slide king, Texas in the rear, Engine screaming loud, but I never show fear, Football on the field, Jordan on the sole, I came for the moment, came to take control. [VERSE 2] Stadium lights, hear the crowd from afar, Lone Star overhead, I’m remembering who we are, Last play, clock ticking, gotta make it right, Then the whole place erupts underneath the lights. No fake crown, no borrowed name, Built my own sound, built my own game, From the blacktop to the field to the highway lane, Every single setback added fuel to the flame. [OUTRO] Drift king… Texas nights… Game time. Yeah.
