[Intro: Formerly LEN]
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Formerly LEN]
Trouble calls, head North on the interstate
Buck thirty, ETA, tryna keep pace
Left lane, swerve through, can't hit the brakes
Drove through the gate, on the hunt, this is not a chase
Trouble calls, head North on the interstate
Buck thirty, ETA, tryna keep pace
Left lane, swerve through, can't hit the brakes
Drove through the gate, on the hunt, this is not a chase

[Verse 1: Formerly LEN]
Trouble call ping me from the routers
Tippin' over scales, I don't care about the balancе
Brought Clipse and I mean full malice
Givе me two hours and I'll be back in Dallas
Night vision fixed hard on my targets
Long-range, hit 'em with the scope, I'm a marksman
Front lines, I ain't scared to be departed
March through the back and I flooded the apartment
Clean house everywhere I point the red beam
Then my fam' calls, say I gotta flee the scene
Closed off the highway so I gotta interweave
Through the backroads, I'll be back soon to intervene
Yeah, the last line of security
I'm taking care of burdens and hurdling from the murder scene
My girl say they hurt her, I'm swerving back with the urgency
My fervor take it further, you bet on me in emergencies
Rear-view, see the red and white flashing
Can't let 'em see what I got in the package
Heat-seekers but I ain't Door Dashing
Stomp on the gas if I die then I'm crashing
[Chorus: Formerly LEN]
Trouble calls, head North on the interstate
Buck thirty, ETA, tryna keep pace
Left lane, swerve through, can't hit the brakes
Drove through the gate, on the hunt, this is not a chase
Trouble calls, head North on the interstate
Buck thirty, ETA, tryna keep pace
Left lane, swerve through, can't hit the brakes
Drove through the gate, on the hunt, this is not a chase

[Verse 2: Boldy James]
Third-seat n***as pussy as the twerk team
Took off at first speed eating off the bird feed
Thirteen, I was on the Wick with Earn Tine
Tell the coach, "Put me in the game," now we first string
Top side work clean as the board of health
Shoulder strap on the car beam, it support itself
Pocket full of dogshit like a red husky
Tying down a small town right outside of Sandusky
Can't touch me in the spot, I'm with eight junkies
All white meat, turkey n***as can't front me
Titi fresh out the shower but she stay musty
I know they say the game ugly but the pay lovely
Her dog capping like he solid but he ain't sturdy
Ever been acquitted for a body out of Frank Murphy?
Take off at 4:15, touch at 8:30
Put some extra shipping on the package and it came early
[Verse 3: Formerly LEN]
Par for the course, take one, now I got a birdie
Ride downtown in a coupe and the plate dirty
Arrive, drop it off curbside, take off in a hurry
Glock in the glove, got a problem? It ain't no worries
Touch back in my ends, it's a speedrun
Boldy back at it, he don't rest, he a demon
Formerly ain't too smug, I don't cheese, son
Wake up and do it all again, it's a re-run

[Chorus: Formerly LEN]
Trouble calls, head North on the interstate
Buck thirty, ETA, tryna keep pace
Left lane, swerve through, can't hit the brakes
Drove through the gate, on the hunt, this is not a chase
Trouble calls, head North on the interstate
Buck thirty, ETA, tryna keep pace
Left lane, swerve through, can't hit the brakes
Drove through the gate, on the hunt, this is not a chase

[Outro]
Trouble calls
Yeah
This is not a chase