[Chorus]:
I could change your attitude
Chill with the rest of my crew
I said you hot & that's' cool
Cool out with my dudes, cause me & my crew like...

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

(Don't get outta line
I know that you know that you're mine
I said that I'm tired of trying
These things make it hard to reply)

I could change your altitude
Brainstorm, typhoon
Whether or not if its true
We do what we do, now you & yo crew like...

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

(Don't get outta line
I know that you know that you're mine
I said that I'm tired of trying
These things make it hard to reply)

[Outro]:

Who we are?
Healers, hell-ified hope dealers
You see the light whenever the smoke clears
Baby just close your eyes and we appear, I'm there!
I know you like the life, but it ain't all that it looks like
Just, refract the light when I grab the mic, it's all eyes in lines
Now your eyes are mine, come closer
Let me whisper something a little doper like, shh...
The door shuts like a glimpse of an eclipse, witness the death of a kiss
I have become captivated by Calypso, this dance of the disco under undying lights
Strobe or stroll, as we traverse from thighs past her mind's eye, I could curse but
Fuck it, I'm proud of mine