[Intro: Houdini]
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
Uh-uh, uh, uh (Broad day with the SK)

[Chorus: Houdini]
Push to start in a two-seater, ooh (Two-seater)
Digital dash on the meter, ayy (Meter)
I pour a four in a litre, oh
Cronem got .40s and Ninas, oh
How you gon' lack with a heater, ah?
I ran up some bands with my beaters, now
I'm makin' more than my teachers, oh (Alright)
Told that bitch I don't need her, uh
Push to start in the two-seater, ooh (Two-seater)
Digital dash on the meter, ayy (Meter)
I pour a four in a litre, oh
Cronem got .40s and Ninas, ho
How you gon' lack with a heater, ah? (Ah, ah)
I ran up some bands with my beaters, who? (Beaters)
I'm makin' morе than my teachers, oh (More)
Told that bitch I don't need hеr, uh (Woo)

[Verse 1: Houdini]
And he don't even really know about me (Me)
I was sellin' dope since I was fourteen (Fourteen)
Pack after pack, I don't got it for cheap
Whatever you sow, then you gon' reap (Uh)
Lowkey I think that I got what they need
Crodie on kotch with the Glock and the beam (Rrr, rrr)
Made over a quarter on profit from fiends (Uh)
Now my tape cost a couple keys (Eh)
Yo, you better play safe, cro' love the creep
She like how I smell like cookies and cream
Lovin' the way I'm ridin' the beat (Woah)
I'm playin' it smart, I'm playin' for keeps (Smart)
Labels on labels ain't botherin' me (Ayy)
I turn the reality from a belief (Uh)
Snatchin' me up, you ain't gettin' a peak
Huh, I'm makin' bands in my sleep
[Verse 2: Tallup Twinz]
If my gun touch you, it's toxic (Rrah, rrah)
My neck and my wrist is a faucet (Water)
She say that I taste like her favorite chocolate
.45 small pocket rocket
He said, "Put MOULA first," he obnoxious (He dumb)
I'm spinnin' every block, don't get nauseous (It's dumb)
First person, I see, I'ma knock shit (Pew)
Bust down watch, it go blind, tryna watch it

[Verse 3: J Neat]
Yeah, I'm in the foreign, don't know where I'm goin'
I'm gettin' racks at 3 in the morning
I'm with my crodie, I know that he blowin'
I'm gettin' money, and it's never boring
Facin' my problems, they runnin' away
We hit the trap, we had nowhere to stay
All of these Perkies, they helpin' my pain
I lost my crodie, I'm goin' insane
Yeah, I'm
Ballin' like Kobe, or I'm LeBron
He movin' fishy, we shoot up his car
Ridin' for my dog, I don't care if he wrong
We in the shots in the G or the courts
We do him dirty, don't show no remorse
I hit the field, I ain't playin' no sports
Just for Houdini, we send him to Mars, yeah, ah
[Chorus: Houdini]
Push to start in the two-seater, ooh (Let's go)
Digital dash on the meter, ayy (Woo)
I pour a four in a litre, oh
Cronem got .40s and Ninas, ho
How you gon' lack with a heater, ah?
I ran up some bands with my beaters, now (Beaters)
I'm makin' more than my teachers, oh (Alright)
Told that bitch I don't need her, uh (Need to)
Push to start in the two-seater, ooh (Two-seater)
Digital dash on the meter, ayy
I pour a four in a litre, oh
Cronem got .40s and Ninas, ho
How you gon' lack with a heater, ah? (Ah, ah)
I ran up some bands with my beaters, who?
I'm makin' more than my teachers, oh (More)
Told that bitch I don't need her, uh (Woo)

[Verse 4: Burna Bandz]
Yeah, uh, soon as we get the pack in, it's gone
Soon as she see me, she gon' get out her thong
He dissin' on the net, I don't respond
Ridin' for cronem, knowin' damn well he wrong
That's right
New block, had to get my swag right
Feds tryin' to treat me like a bad guy
Fucked up, what happened to the last guy?
Pushin' it, you could be the next guy
Bro squeezin' if he get a bad vibe
And these glizzys ain't jammin', they Gen5
I be grindin', she just wanna spend time
Percocets, I need my meds right
Shooters, I'm gon' know nothing but a red light
Walk down on 'em, let that lead fly
Put some bread on your top like a head tap, ooh
[Verse 5: Why G]
Disrespect, you get a head tap
Disrespect bro, you know we get back
Won't forget, I can't forget that (Aah)
Up and it's stuck and I meant that, ooh (Mm)
Don't tell me you love me, don't mean it
I lost my dog, you do not know the feeling (Ooh)
I'm tryna catch an opp just to go healin' (Ooh)
Keep me a heater inside my two-seater (Aah)

[Chorus: Houdini]
Push to start in the two-seater, ooh (Two-seater)
Digital dash on the meter, ayy (Meter)
I pour a four in a litre, oh
Cronem got .40s and Ninas, ho
How you gon' lack with a heater, ah?
I ran up some bands with my beaters, now
I'm makin' more than my teachers, oh (Alright)
Told that bitch I don't need her, uh
Push to start in the two-seater, ooh (Two-seater)
Digital dash on the meter, ayy (Meter)
I pour a four in a litre, oh
Cronem got .40s and Ninas, ho
How you gon' lack with a heater, ah? (Ah, ah)
I ran up some bands with my beaters, who? (Beaters)
I'm makin' more than my teachers, oh (Alright)
Told that bitch I don't need her, uh (Woo)

[Outro: Houdini]
Push to start in the two-seater
Woo, digital dash on the meter, four in a
Four in a, I pour a four in a litre
How you gon' lack?
Back, back
Cronem got .40s and Ninas, alright
Need to