[Voice 1: destin]
[Intro] - [Spoken word over hazy 808s and hi-hats, ad-libs heavy]
Slatt, slatt… 2025, we drippin’ eternal.
throne built for the kings. Yeah.
[Chorus][destin]
Neon throne, slatt, I’m iced out, wrist on flood,
City glowin’ off the VVS, we don’t do the mud.
Backend triple, shows sold out, pockets on swole,
Opps lurkin’ in the shadows, but we stay on roll.
Neon throne, yeah, we lit forever,
Drip season endless, percs and the pressure.
Stackin’ that paper, no brakes on the measure,
2025, slatt, this the pleasure.
[Verse 1][destin]
Pulled up in the Wraith, ghost ridin’ through the night,
Diamonds dancin’ on the dash, yeah, that’s the highlight.
Shorty twerkin’ for the ‘Gram, but she know I’m the plug,
Backend callin’ every mornin’, turn a dub to a slug.
Slatt, slatt, YSL forever, no switchin’ sides,
Opps tweetin’ from the crib, we slidin’ worldwide.
Sippin’ lean in the pent’, view got the city shook,
Mama called, said stay safe, but the streets my book.
Flex on ’em quiet, no post, just the wrist talk,
Rolls purr like a demon, leave the haters on chalk.
From the trap to the jet, but we never forget,
Thug life in my veins, yeah, you know what it get.
[Chorus][destin]
Neon throne, slatt, I’m iced out, wrist on flood,
City glowin’ off the VVS, we don’t do the mud.
Backend triple, shows sold out, pockets on swole,
Opps lurkin’ in the shadows, but we stay on roll.
Neon throne, yeah, we lit forever,
Drip season endless, percs and the pressure.
Stackin’ that paper, no brakes on the measure,
2025, slatt, this the pleasure.
[Verse 2][destin]
Hit her line at midnight, she pull up in the foreign,
Heels clickin’ on the marble, got that boss bitch aura.
We poppin’ Ace in the section, blue hundreds rain down,
Crypto flippin’ overnight, now the whole team’s crowned.
Won’t stop, nah, backend show by show, triple the pot,
Haters mad ‘cause we eatin’, but the plate too hot.
Ninja moves in the dark, directin’ all the traffic, slatt, no static,
Money on money, Future on the hook, we dramatic.
IG full of the flex, but the real ones know the code,
Pour one for the dogs, keep the circle on load.
She a rider, no cap, twerk for the throne,
Neon lights flashin’, yeah, we own the zone.
[Bridge - Slowed trap melody, echoes and ad-libs]
(Ayy, slatt… yeah) Backend, backend…
We came from the trenches, now the world’s on our wrist.
No stoppin’ the wave, drip eternal, persist…
(Neon, neon… slatt)
[Chorus - Outro, beat ramps then fades with ad-libs]
Neon throne, slatt, I’m iced out, wrist on flood,
City glowin’ off the VVS, we don’t do the mud.
Backend triple, shows sold out, pockets on swole,
Opps lurkin’ in the shadows, but we stay on roll.
Neon throne… (slatt, yeah) We lit forever…
2025, drip season… This the pleasure.
