Intro – heavy distorted 808 drop + metallic growls] Yeah… Feel that low-end crushing your chest I walk in, the floor already knows who’s next [Verse 1] Swagger dripping off the leather, class in the cut I don’t ask for the room, I just take the whole fucking club Balls of pure titanium, never folded once You talk tough online, I’m the one that actually runs Diamond-cut attitude, platinum-plated grin I step in the booth and the 808 starts sinning Distorted, sick, and slamming, bass so fat it bruises You soft in the midrange, I’m the frequency that chooses [Chorus] Swagger, class, and balls — that’s the trinity I flex Heavy metal trap, 808s that leave necks wrecked I move with arrogance, pure unfiltered heat Bass so distorted it makes the concrete bleed Yeah I’m the one, the only, the walking statement Crush the speakers, crush the haters, no debate, kid [Verse 2] Silk on the surface, steel underneath the skin I smile while I dominate, class with a vicious grin You measuring your courage? Mine’s already off the scale I don’t need a reason, I just leave a trail of failed Designer confidence, tailored in pure disrespect Every step I take is a low-end flex 808s roaring like engines in a warzone You bring the soft drop, I bring the bone-break tone [Bridge – half-time, heavier distortion] Balls of chrome… Class that cuts… Swagger so loud the speakers start to rust I don’t ask permission, I just turn the gain past red If the club ain’t shaking, then the song ain’t dead [Final Chorus] Swagger, class, and balls — stamped on every bar Trap metal aggression with a bass that leaves scars Arrogant as fuck and proud of every claim Distorted 808s calling out your name Yeah I’m the one, the only, the walking statement Crush the speakers, crush the haters, no debate, kid [Outro] Bass still rolling… Still got the balls… Class never left… Swagger never falls
