Lyrics

SK pistol grip, try to take — let it rip
Filed-down pin, silence tip
He tried to slide, somebody snitched
Pulled the trigger — he already dipped

Took what’s mine, now he know the biz
Takin’ back that — plus all his
Kickin’ doors, that’s regular work
Ain’t nothin’ I lose that really hurt

Lately, I’ve been focused on mine
Grindin’ heavy, pressure applied
Got what I want, now more than I need
Woke up today in designer I made

Drippin’ in customs, dipped and glazed
Chrome flip rims, they shift with flame
Tint flip dark with the switch engaged
Red diamonds glow like demon rage

Pull to the scene like “who’s this dude?”
I’m not signed, but I bend those rules
Electro windows, suede inside
Photo-chrome whip change with the sky

Haters talk slick, but they don’t try
I stay iced out — never askin’ why
What I got? One of one — that’s fact
Try to copy — get left in the back

I got what nobody got
Custom everything down to the socks
Move in silence, heavy like stocks
You flex rented, I bought the lot

They try to mimic, I stay reclined
They follow trends, I redesign
Not a rapper, still I slide
Right to your mom’s house just to remind

Knock at the door like “what’s up, ma?”
Tell your son I stopped by, no drama
Have her call you — don’t say my name
I want it quiet, I play them games

Pull up in ghost tint, color-shifted
Hydro rims and paint encrypted
Holograms— can’t track this car
Everything rare, I raise the bar

I make my own, I don’t do leases
Even my chain got one of one only pieces
Never seen this ice, don’t lie
Even your jeweler ask me
How

Movin’ lowkey but I shine loud
One of a kind, I stand out crowds
They flex loud — I flex with codes
I write the blueprints they never know

[Hook Repeat – 2:00–2:20]
I got what nobody got
Custom everything down to the socks
Move in silence, heavy like stocks
You flex rented, I bought the lot

They try to mimic, I stay reclined
They follow trends, I redesign
Not a rapper, still I slide
Right to your mom’s house just to remind

[Bridge / Outro – 2:20–3:00]
I don’t talk much, let the whip do that
Slide through traffic, press, then blast
Everything wrapped in a stealthy mat
No keys — my car react to clap

One-on-one drip, I don’t do repeats
Even my thoughts don’t come on lease
They want the life, but not the pain
I took some L’s, now I own the game

Diamonds dance when I don’t move
Silence loud in a crowded room
Tell ‘em this — I don’t align
I’m too rare — one of a kind