Lyrics [Intro – Both] (808s rumble, engine revs, metallic clicks) Yeah, ayy— switch mode, bro City lights blinkin’ like code, bro Two phones, same tone, both glow, woah [Verse 1 – MC1 🎙️] (low tone, calm, deliberate) I don’t do talks, I do numbers, Silent step, that’s thunder, Cov sides where the pipes hum under, Still make peace off a one-take blunder. Grey tracksuit, no label tag, Old girl textin’, I left her on lag, No flash, but the cam still catch me, AI face blur when the feds tryna match me. See me in a hood, no tour, no map, Ghost on the mains like “who’s that chap?” Move too clean, got the code intact, I glitch through traps, no need to act. [Verse 2 – MC2 🔥] (fast, cheeky, bouncy flow) They don’t clock that my drip recycled, Same fit from the vid went viral, Streets talk code like Python spiral, Still got flame when the beat go tribal. She said “rah, you’re cold but mindful,” Told her “yeah, babe, I’m broke but vital.” See me in a whip that hums like hymnals, Broski’s calm, my brain’s still sinful. Ain’t no saint, I’m an algorithm, Plug’s half monk, half mathematician, See me with him, that’s premonition, Two man spin with divine precision. [Hook – Both (back-to-back ad-libs)] (punchy, hypnotic) Switch mode — (whoosh!) — reload, Backroad — (skrrt!) — postcode, Two codes — (dual!) — one phone, They talk smoke, we breathe ozone. Switch mode — (uh!) — reload, No clone — (nah!) — pure tone, They move weird — (glitch!) — unknown, We just laugh and upload zone. [Verse 3 – MC1 🎙️] (slow menace, wordplay focus) Codes on my wrist, that’s binary ice, Sins in the system, I paid that price, Dreams in a vault where the lines sound nice, Still hear sirens singin’ at night. Walk in the trap like a calm confession, Never had faith, just learned expression, Man talk grace, I talk progression, See my ends through a cracked reflection. [Verse 4 – MC2 🔥] (higher energy, flex bounce) Bro said chill, I said “bro, it’s destiny,” Still flip words like I’m dodgin’ equity, Whole scene talkin’, I move selectively, Still got love from the block to embassy. Man can’t fake when the aura’s loud, No cap, I’m a ghost in a crowd, Whole life glitch, still make Mum proud, Two-man drill, but the vibe’s profound. [Outro – Both] (beat fades, echoes of sirens and static) Switch mode... Switch code... We ain’t the same, bro — We upload.
