[Intro] (Check, check) (Nah, put the phone away) (She on my neck again, bro) [Heavy distorted 808 Drop - Aggressive Dembow Groove] [Verse 1] Sunday dinner, Auntie Sue starin' holes in my neck (Look at her) She ain't care 'bout the food, she runnin' a background check Heard a rumor 'bout a brunette, saw a pin on the map Man, I was just at the bodega, I'm dodgin' the trap (Skrrt!) Got the screen facedown, DND on the dial She tryna lock me in a church, walk me right down the aisle (Crazy!) I ain't claimin' no titles, keep the energy low Leave the venue out the back before anybody know [Chorus] Auntie askin', "Who's the one? Put a name on it" (Who?) I told her, "Tia, it's a blur, I don't claim nothin'" (Nah) She talkin' rings and a date, tryna lock it down I'm spreadin' chaos in the city, I don't stick around (Woo!) Tití askin', "Who's the one? Put a name on it" I told her, "Tia, it's a blur, I don't claim nothin'" (Zero patience, too many faces) [Verse 2] [Beat Switch - Stripped down, heavy bass only] I got a girl in every zip code, call it logistics (Yeah) Family dinner feelin' like we runnin' statistics (Numbers!) Had a model in the ride, she was killin' the vibe Switched it up by the weekend, left the numbers outside (Swipe!) She want the code to the vault, I just gave her the WiFi Disappear in the smoke, catch a flight, say bye-bye Ain't no "happily ever," I'm addicted to motion Sippin' straight from the bottle, forget the emotion [Verse 3] [Rhythm speeds up - Rapid Triplet Flow] Club jumpin', bass hittin', then the screen light up Auntie callin' on the Facey while I'm double my cup She saw a reflection in the shades, saw a manicure Now she bookin' the caterer, actin' so premature (Chill out!) I'm in MIA sweatin', then it's back to the grid Every chick think she locked it, yeah, God forbid I'm allergic to the altar, keep the tuxedo rented If we talkin' 'bout forever, consider me offended (For real!) [Bridge] [Beat slows down - Heavy Reverb, Dark atmosphere] (Hold up... let the bass breathe) Maybe one day I'll crash, maybe run out of gas But tonight I'm just pourin' my drink in the glass Ain't no ring in my pocket, no plans in the stash I just ride with the rhythm and burn through the cash... (Burn it all...) [Chorus] Auntie askin', "Who's the one? Put a name on it" (Who?) I told her, "Tia, it's a blur, I don't claim nothin'" (Nah) She talkin' rings and a date, tryna lock it down I'm spreadin' chaos in the city, I don't stick around (Let's go!) [Outro] [Rhythmic clapping - Bass pulsing fast] (She still textin'...) (Who's that girl in the background, mijo?) (That's Uber Eats, Tia! Relax!) (Just pass the tostones and mind your business) (Yeah...) [Sudden Vinyl Scratch - Glass shattering sound - Complete Silence]
