Intro

Door swings wide, whole crew steps in

Bass hits once, let the night begin

Verse 1

Black tee, fresh creases, chain tucked low

Two cars roll deep when we hit that road

No names on the phone, keep the talk real brief

One look from the crew and the room finds peace

Back booth packed, glass sweating cold

Old friends at the table, new faces bold

We came for the rush, not a story to sell

When the kick lands hard, everybody knows well

Pre-Chorus

Hands up high, make room, make space

Whole floor turns when we set that pace

One, two—let the whole place answer

Three, four—bring the heat up faster