[Verse 1: Ryan Oakes]
Red cup, mixed with different elixirs
Been mixing problems and blisters with liquor
Tryna find zippers from winters cold and I'm splintered
A drifter couldn’t be sicker, with women couldn’t be slicker
I'm quicker, than all these misters, just peep the whispers
They all know the name, but don’t know the frame
Or get the picture, these rappers they just don’t know the game
They find a hoe to blame, that they ain't make it then they go insane
Ima go and throw the blame, on you now watch me go and gain
Dawg you can’t blow the flame

[Chorus 1: Ryan Oakes]
It feels euphoric
All of the hurt, that I put into the verses dawg it brings out the endorphins
And now I'm bout to cop a whip they told the kid that he ain't shit he can’t afford it
And now boutta throw a couple cribs with a couple whips down onto the mortgage
I think that cause for celebrating, we just keep accelerating grab a cup and pour it

[Verse 2: Ryan Oakes]
Been on my own, did it myself
Been in my zone, got sin in my health
That gin in my throat till I spit and I belt
Cause I'm winning I'm ghost, I'm living in wealth
Friends couldn’t cope, they covered in welts
They mad that I'm dope and they stuck on the shelf
Sitting with hope that I'm coming to help
But I'll never elope them I'm running myself
Feeling selfless I get paid to go adventure
Slaving everyday away feeling like I been indentured
Didn’t realize the come up would have homies feeling tender
All these dudes is always bitching now I'm questioning they genders
[Chorus 2: Ryan Oakes]
I ignore it, ay
Cause when I told them I was coming, when they would act like I was fronting sleeping on me they were snoring
Now they see me and I'm popping, all the hate it started stopping kid I'm boutta be historic, ay
Always knew that they’d remember me, I bring the world its energy, and now I feel caloric, ay
They said that ship would never sail, but it looks like we prevailed, now we finally up in

[Verse 3: Ryan Oakes]
Thinking back to last year, I was in the background
Got a couple paychecks, that shits in the past now
I’m coming for that apex, I been moving fast now
I remember late rent, now I sit and laugh now
Cold blooded, heat spitter
Gold studded, beat hitter
Control flooded, cheek hitter
Who so rugged, and speaks bitter
Got a chip up on my shoulder homie I been straight to hell
Now they ask me how I did it I just say I did myself

[Outro: Ryan Oakes]
And it’s euphoric
Everytime on that stage, and I see the people rage dawg I feel all the endorphins, ay
We deserve to celebrate, dawg its here but hella late so grab a cup and go and pour it