Drive-By Save File

Lyrics

Intro
[dark strings swell, distant sirens, muffled club thump]
(load it up, load it up)
Snap back, mask down, night breath thick
Neon on the hood, liquor on my lip
Mission on the phone, waypoint lit
Whole city like a glitch I can flip

Chorus
This that drive-by save file, life on restart
Crash out, blacked-out, bulletproof heart
Hit gas, hit glass, whole block sparks
Five stars on my name, I’m a walking dark mark
This that drive-by save file, die then respawn
Red dot on your chest like a logo drawn
Whole map in my palm like a stolen crown
I run this fake world like a real ghost town (yeah)

Verse 1 – Cold Rich Narrator
Gold teeth flash in a matte black coupe
Suit top, gun tuck, boardroom goon
Briefcase banded, trunk full too
I buy out the bar, then I buy your crew
Penthouse view of the chaos I lit
Champagne rain on a half‑dressed clique
Click-clack metal on a silk‑lined hip
Talk nice, or you might lip-sync a clip
Wallet obese, appetite obscene
Glass table lined like a crime scene dream
She bent on the couch, heels in the screen
Screaming my name while the news screams me
Invest in the block like a hedge fund shark
Property, pharmacy, party in the dark
Drop one call, make a side street spark
Watch stock go up when your boy falls hard
Limousine idling, driver do laps
If you chase my car, you a moving strap test
I don’t chase smoke, I just map that mess
Tap one text, whole safehouse gets pressed (brr)

Chorus
This that drive-by save file, life on restart
Crash out, blacked-out, bulletproof heart
Hit gas, hit glass, whole block sparks
Five stars on my name, I’m a walking dark mark
This that drive-by save file, die then respawn
Red dot on your chest like a logo drawn
Whole map in my palm like a stolen crown
I run this fake world like a real ghost town

Verse 2 – Unhinged Drunk Flexer
Bottle in my lap, finger on the stick (skrrt)
Laugh at the law, I’m a walking glitch
Run the red light, jump the sidewalk quick
Pedals under feet, bodies under whip
Pull up to the club, car sideways
Smoke pouring out like a hallway blaze
Bouncer at the door, I don’t even pay
Headbutt the line, let the champagne spray
Bad lil demon on my passenger seat
Tongue ring shining while she ride that beat
Head so crazy, I can’t see the street
We swerving through traffic, her nails in the seat
Hit an alley, pants halfway down
One hand on her, one hand spin rounds
Trash can tip, cat screech, gun sound
She moan when it echo, she love that sound (uh)
Run up on a fool doing TikTok dance
Smack phone down, slap chain off his hands
Kick him to the curb, slide keys to my mans
Now his whip in my fleet, his girl in my plans
Strip joint lights, I’m tossing rent
One girl on my face, two more on the bench
One rollin’ powder off a metal‑tipped wrench
She lick it off slow like a saint turned bent
Bathroom stall, door bang, bass thump
Tattoo on her back, my hands on her rump
Hear shots pop close, I don’t even jump
Just reload fast with my jeans half slumped (ha)

Chorus
This that drive-by save file, life on restart
Crash out, blacked-out, bulletproof heart
Hit gas, hit glass, whole block sparks
Five stars on my name, I’m a walking dark mark
This that drive-by save file, die then respawn
Red dot on your chest like a logo drawn
Whole map in my palm like a stolen crown
I run this fake world like a real ghost town (ghost town)

[Verse 3