[Intro:]
Hey Olly!
Deciphers Incorporations
Zay this shit a fucking hit
WHAT! WHAT! Yeah, uh

[Verse 1: NAC EL SUAVE]
My bitch strapped yeah she got the draco
Come on bitch we gotta lay low
You must always stay on toes
Yeah it's still fuck these hoes
They like "NAC I love your flows" like "Thanks bae I know"
I'm too cold, I make these hoes fold, they know I get gold
Like "How much guap you got?"
Shit I don't know but a lot, yeah
21 type shit causing i'm moving hot, yuh
You're not broke shit I guess not cause I'm moving hot
My heart's locked so if you add me bitch your getting blocked

[Verse 2: Eddy]
Yeah, I pace miles in a single step
Rise to my highest yeah take the check
Cover myself in gasoline then burn bright with perspicacity
A master flee, master of rapidy, she back to plead
Take me back and even too late lame snakes don't matter to me take notes
They take the flame better believed they're smoked
Make my day hoe you're riding on hope
Place to play, pay day is way more important I'd absorb it if I got hit with a order
But I'm morbid, so step down unless if you wanna get folded
Next time that I pass by bet that your best guy will hold the door open
Hold it bitch
[Verse 3: D-Licious]
I'm moving hot like I'm moving a lot
Hop out the whip and I'm bending the block
I'm running there pockets with a burner don't knock it
Mike Tyson fury I'm knocking they teeth in a socket
Mental gymnastics I'm making these words go flipping
Jit, run up on me you get sent in a cardinal direction
Been stressing me out now you got me here reaching for the weapon
Boston Celtic a J like Tatum
Rolling a joint with Channing Tatum
3 point J on 21 street
I'm moving hot so sit in your seat
I'm sipping the dro, I'm fucking my flows, step in the borough i'm Joe
Stubbing your toe how do I know?
Deciphers can get a VP i suppose

[Verse 4: NAC EL SUAVE]
I'm moving hot I suppose
So I run up and fuck on these hoes
I learned people come and go so I flex on them with my dough
Choppa leave you levitating
Stay focused like I'm meditating
This fuego I am generating
While I leave you devastated

[Verse 5: TrippieGoon]
Smoking Earth and sipping lean these bitches think I'm stupid fuck
Off the bean I'm feeling guilt but my brain go super dumb
Check what's in my pants I promise It's no B.B gun
Only thing that's B.B is my belt and I got nothing else
RX in my blood and my piss I ain't ever clean
Come check my chain 925 shine like Listerine
I just really got my bands up
Poured a 4 it's hard to stand up
Gucci belt don't even hold my motherfucking pants up