neww city, new town ducky on that beat HOE all alone, no fear side bitch to ease my mind main hoe to ease my soul tiddies bouncing, smoke that green green turn my phone off, this my scene yeah that za za hittin' like dream work all day, can't keep my mind off it all mother fuckin day I was wanna hit come over baby, pull them panties to the side cars in the shop, bish you my ride spark it on the balcony don't remember what you doing next to me hit the bag, let it bang call dat bitch up pretend like you need to catch up so I hit 'er up, now we smokin' up, and her legs go up no name no number fairy god mother, cuz I made her up my mind don't rest every fuckin day imma put it to the test grind it up papi we smokin' the fuggin rest , Bassline rude, got the concrete built. Hands on hips, then the crowd go still, One beat drop—whole room catch chills. Phone on DND, we don’t do proof, Whispers in the booth, sub shake roof. Vibe so loud it’ll bend that truth, When the lights go low and the brain runs prime, Press run—watch the pulse align. [Bridge | breakdown | filtered drums + vocal stacks] (Whisper) W
