[Intro]
What do you desire?
Yeah, damn
Woah, woah
Yeah

[Verse]
You got your back against the wall
Yeah, you know just who to call
Heard you falling off up in the deep end, times up, get ready to ball
We don't got put a front up on the 'gram, they already know who we are
We pull up in foreign cars, really rich, that's double R (Go)
Tell 'em get low, them hollows gon' slice your throat
Smoking 'Za while up on a boat
It come from my mind, I ain't ever wrote a song
Off the Oxy, finna get in my zone
Shooters are getting your dead, you wrong
I been in the best mood, just listen close, you can hear it in my songs
We the ones, tote the heaters
Chillin' in white Chrome Hearts, Adidas
This song right here for the people
Ha, shaking that ass, girl, I see it
Know a lot of bitches tryna be it
Ha, sippin' on this fuckin' syrup, pour me up a three, that's another liter