(Intro – low, slow, intimidating)
This ain’t a sign-up.
This ain’t a trend.
This is a call—
Only the wolves answer.
(Hook)
If you hear the howl and your heart beat fast
If you live for the night, not the clout, not the cash
If your loyalty solid and your word don’t bend
You don’t join the Cartel—
You earn your end
Run with the pack or get lost in the back
We don’t walk alone, yeah we move in packs
If the streets feel home and the engine your prayer
Coyote Cartel calling—
Are you built to be there?
(Verse 1)
We don’t recruit hype, we recruit heart
Pressure make diamonds, we been that from start
If you fold when it’s quiet, you won’t last when it’s loud
We don’t need followers, we need wolves in the crowd
Late nights, cold starts, no cameras around
Just trust in the crew when the sirens sound
No fake love, no drama, no borrowed respect
If you talk behind backs, you already checked
We test your patience before we test speed
Anyone can drive—
Only some can lead
(Hook)
If you hear the howl and your heart beat fast
If you live for the night, not the clout, not the cash
If your loyalty solid and your word don’t bend
You don’t join the Cartel—
You earn your end
Run with the pack or get lost in the back
We don’t walk alone, yeah we move in packs
If the streets feel home and the engine your prayer
Coyote Cartel calling—
Are you built to be there?
(Verse 2)
No patches for sale, no shortcut lanes
You earn your name through miles and pain
We watch how you move when nobody sees
How you treat the crew, how you handle heat
If the scene go left, do you stand or flee?
If the night get heavy, do you fold or lead?
This ain’t a logo, this a blood oath
If one wolf move, the whole pack knows
Respect is currency, silence is code
We don’t speak on moves—
We let the streets be told
(Bridge – half-time, cold)
This ain’t for everyone
It ain’t supposed to be
If you gotta ask twice
You ain’t built for the creed
(Final Hook – aggressive, chant-style)
If you hear the howl, don’t answer light
This is wolves at war with the quiet night
No tourists here, no weekend names
Only those who bleed for the lane
Run with the pack or stay on the fence
Once you step in, there’s no defense
Coyote Cartel don’t beg or plead
We open the gate—
You prove you belong, or bleed
(Outro – spoken, slow and final)
This ain’t a club.
This ain’t a phase.
This is family forged in horsepower and trust.
If you hear the howl…
Don’t ask to join.
Run.
