Yeah, remix loaded, Drayko back to paint the town red
Glock in the speaker, bass kick like hollow tips spread
Ice on the wrist, glacier drip make the puddle look dead
Haters talk cheap—my price tag stay triple what they said
Slide through the shadows, moonlight chrome on the sled
One shot, one echo—now the choir sing in your head
I don’t chase clout, I tow it, then I ghost in the jet
Click-clack, beat collapse—every bar a bulletproof vest