[Verse 1: Mars]
Wonder how we go so hard on every track? It's simple
My Iphone stay strapped with bars and they can't get a signal
Deezy load the blimp and then it's smoking like a pistol
Pa** it all around let haters get the crutches like a cripple
My line keep buzzing, all the conversations fiscal
I know she wanna f**, I can read her like a kindle
Couple loud packs, always throwed up in my herschel
Ultraviolets in my room, everyday I light the purple
[Verse 2: Ken Deezy]
Yeah, flow super sick
Futuristic sh**
Go ballistic when we spitting, b**hes f**s with this
sh** I be outer space, triple money outta state
I see you hating like we don't got the same seven days
Crack sound, and my crew strong
New b**h with a new song
Roll that weed, light that dro
Ima f** around and get too gone
Like hold up, pour up
Drank that sh** like cola
Bad b**h, show love
You got more d**, get more hugs
[Hook: Ken Deezy]
Let me tell it to you straight, no surprises
Trying to see you drop it, drop it
Lower than my eyelids
You the finest, vibing with a dime b**h
We ain't even high yet, we just started climbin'
[Verse 3: Ken Deezy]
Yeah, party motherf**er, got my drink on reload
Balling on the beat, like it was drippin in some C-notes
Pocket full of reefer it's the Future f**in Heroes
Liquor by the liter got em crazy, call em Cee-Lo
And that's me and my amigo, way fresher than your ego
She love the beat and wanna feel the keystroke
I'm living life like a cheat code
And smoke a gang of the pre rolled
They jock your flow like it's repo
But my team still got the heat though, yessir
[Verse 4: Mars]
Deezy drop the beat, I do it dirty like a dump truck
Got these fathers tripping cause they daughters roll his blunts up
Mars stay pumping verses out, we murder crowds
The hearse is out
Wanna kick it, heard about the purple loud we burnin' now
The sneaker game vicious, keep your b**hes cause I got mine
A certified ten, that's independent, yeah she not signed
It's like we fishing got 'em biting when we drop lines
Future Heroes rolling through your city like a stop sign
[Verse 5: Deezy]
Drop it low, pop it 'til we gotta go
Stumbling out the club, drunk as f**
Say she trying to roll
Came in with a friend and now her friend is leaving with my bro
Party never end, it all depend on where we trying to go
1/29 in '94, Neighbors knocking on the door
28 and 56, Stoners trying to cop some dro
p**y poppin shots is poured
Drank until we can't no more
Fall asleep in all them clothes and hit repeat
Wild out tomorrow