Indigo Trees

When I drop a track they wanna repeat me

I come in, lights out, it feel like DTE

I used to hang with the shooters we would be three deep

I had to switch up from them rockets like I'm CP3

I grab her head and go down like a DDT

And I don't need much room long as she eat D

Them white boys want coke, you can feed me weed

And these pussies want power, how can P see P?

Talking out yo neck you must be off of a perc

If I start talking with my hands I'll put you onto a shirt

And I'm just tryna throw some bands at a bitch while she twerk

Yeah I'm always strapped in, that's a shoutout to Twork