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Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
Yeah (wooh), yeah (let’s go!), yeah (pow)
Flames in my chest when I step in the spot (yeah)
Whole club shakin’, every lil’ move too hot (wooh)
Bass go boom when the gang pull up on the block (BRRRRA)
I’m charged like a wire, ain’t no way I’ma stop (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, I’m lit like a flare
Bad bitch givin’ brain, she ain’t usin’ a chair
Racks in the air, throw it up, I don’t care
Money counter goin’ dumb, sound like BRRRRR in the lair
I’m on that Jeliel, I’m on that Cactus
Trap jumpin’ like it’s moshpit at Astroworld practice
She suck me like a cactus, juice drip, no cactus
Then I kick her out the whip, skrrt off in that matte black
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, I’m gone off the gas
Percy in my cup, movin’ slow like a sloth
Diamonds wet like a pool, make a splash when I walk
Opp talkin’ crazy, put his face on a cross
Pull up, YEAH, hop out, WOAH
Two tones on the teeth, rose gold
Bad bitch with me, ass on swole
She ride me like a Rodeo, no clothes
Whole gang winnin’, no loss
Trap house boomin’, no off
Money keep comin’, can’t stop
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, we up!

[Pre-Chorus]
(Yeah) Slide with the blicky like a king with a crown (BRRA)
Opps tuck tail when the crew come around (wooh)
YN’s posted on the roof, no sound (sshhh)
Scope on the pole put a op in the ground (pow)

[Chorus]
We up (yeah), big checks (yeah), whole squad movin’ ruthless (let’s go!)
Fast lane livin’, every step too foolish (wooh)
Ice too bright, leave ’em stuck, so clueless
Hood all behind me, vibe so boostless (yeah)
Gas in my lungs and the stick on tuck (stick)
Money stack tall like it never give a fuck (fuckn)
Shawty wanna ride but she know what’s up
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH—whole gang in luck (pow)

[Verse 2]
Back to the motion (yeah), I’m driftin’ like tides (wooh)
Slide with the crew when it’s time for a ride (slide)
Matte black whip got the stars in the side
No roof, just smoke floatin’ out like pride (yeah)
Stick with a beam make a op think twice (pow)
Cold on my wrist like I’m trapped in ice (wooh)
Shawty too fine but she come with a price
She bounce on the pole like she rollin’ dice (yeah)
Bands in my jeans, no foldin’ ’em up (nah)
Money talk loud like it’s callin’ my bluff (wooh)
Nigas wanna flex but it never enough
One wrong move, whole block get rough (pow)

[Bridge]
—Yeah (yeah)
Heavy on the gas, no brakes (no brakes)
Whole lotta risks that we take (we take)
Lights in the sky when we wake (wooh)
Every new night more cake (cake)
—Yeah (pow)
Chasin’ that win with the squad (squad)
Stick in the back like a rod (blicky)
Livin’ too loud for a god (yeah)
But we still slide on the yard (slide)

[Chorus]
We up (yeah), big checks (yeah), whole squad movin’ ruthless (wooh)
Fast lane livin’, every step too foolish (BRRRRA)
Ice too bright, leave ’em stuck, so clueless
Hood all behind me, vibe so boostless (yeah)
Gas in my lungs and the stick on tuck (stick)
Money stack tall like it never give a fuck (fuckn)
Shawty wanna ride but she know what’s up
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH—whole gang in luck (pow)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
IT’S LIT! (yeah)
STRAIGHT UP! (wooh)
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH (pow)
We up—no stops—no fear—let’s go!

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