[Intro: Houdini]
Oh (uh), oh
Hello?
Hey, [?]
I can't hear you, what'd you say?
What's up?
Um, I'm just recording right now, I'ma call you right back
Okay, call me

[Verse 1: Houdini]
They put the racks on the count' up in Cali'
If she bring it back, I ain't doin' the dash
You put up a half, so just try to be mad at me
I could survive, it's just part of the plan
And you know I'm ballin' like I'm at the Mattamy
In front of the haters, in front of the fans
She giving me brain like my place an academy
If you need a tape then I need an advance
I been in the trap and the buckets keep calling me
Man I couldn't lie, I might do it again
Wait, you remember them n***as that doubted me?
I'm lookin' right through 'em in Cartier lens
A round of applause and n***a get clapped
I'm thinkin' of ways to get to the bag
If I'm in a race, I ain't coming last
If he in my way, then he gettin' passed
And she a lil' hoe, she fuck for the bag
And cro on the road, he on your ass
Wrist lookin' like glass
More than a brick, more than a shaft
Breakin' the piece and I'm crushin' the pack
Used to wear the same beat everyday in the trap
Used to sell the same bean everyday for bag
On the North of the Jane where we keepin' them straps
[Chorus: Houdini]
Here it goes, I wanna blow
I wanna know what I'm meant to do
He took a L, that's how life goes
We gonna win, ain't tryna lose
I'm in the field, I got nothin' to prove
Say he a shooter and ain't even shoot
You super cap, you ain't tellin' the truth
.223 and FN make a n***a go, "Poof"
Here it goes, I wanna blow (Oh)
I wanna know what I'm meant to do
He took a L, that's how life goes (Oh)
We gonna win, ain't tryna lose
I'm in the field, I got nothin' to prove (Oh)
Say he a shooter and he ain't even shoot
You super cap, you ain't tellin' the truth (Oh)
.223 and FN make a n***a go, "Poof"

[Verse 2]
.223 and FN make a n***a go, "Poof"
Fuck with the [?] so that make you a loser
Little old me tryna face up a cougar
Stuck in the bando, a couple of boosters
I'm sick like Corona, I'm sick like Ebola
In Valentino, I look like a soldier
She a big [?], she had to abort
Cro drip for real, not only in foreign
G-23 and it lookin' like Jordan, G63 and it pull like a horse
You bother me every time I'm recordin'
I bought a watch because I can afford it (Rollie)
We'll beat his ass, man, I didn't even smoke him
Don't want no points if it ain't even potent
4th of the pint, huh, pourin' into the night, huh, snorin'
I gave her the pipe and it's reaching her stomach
Fuckin' her throat, told the bitch to not vomit
I came from the Drift' now I'm all up in Holly' (Woods)
Little white bitch and she poppin' a molly
N***as been rattin' way before Tekashi
Don't want the bitch if the bitch is too plastic
Movin' like Harden, rocket in my pocket
Now I roll me a dab, and I'm 'bout it, 'bout it
Might go to Atlanta and feel like a falcon
Choppers and choppers, and Hellcat Chargers
[Interlude]
Here it go
I wanna know, I wanna know what I'm meant to do
Here, oh no
I wanna know what I'm meant to do
I wanna blow, I wanna know what I'm meant to do
I wanna know what I'm meant to do
I wanna know what I'm meant to do

[Chorus: Houdini]
Here it goes, I wanna blow
I wanna know what I'm meant to do
He took a L, that's how life goes
We gonna win, ain't tryna lose
I'm in the field, I got nothin' to prove
Say he a shooter and ain't even shoot
You super cap, you ain't tellin' the truth
.223 and FN make a n***a go, "Poof"
Here it goes, I wanna blow (Oh)
I wanna know what I'm meant to do
He took a L, that's how life goes (Oh)
We gonna win, ain't tryna lose
I'm in the field, I got nothin' to prove (Oh)
Say he a shooter and he ain't even shoot
You super cap, you ain't tellin' the truth (Oh)
.223 and FN make a n***a go, "Poof"