Beat Knock, Trunk Drop

Intro

Uh—ayy, ayy, ayy

Skrrt, skrrt (skrrt)

Turn the bass up, turn the bass up

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah

Verse

I move like thunder when the speakers hit, heavy casket flow

Count the commas, count the racks, every step a bankroll

Street maps in my head, I navigate the cold

Lessons taught in fire, turned the scrap into gold (ayy)

Clock tick, time flip, I design my tempo

No luck, all work—call it method, no allegro

Hustle in my marrow, steel nerves, no tremor

Keep my circle tight, like stitches in a denim ember

Names on the list but I'm past autograph lines

I write the rules, break the rules, then redraw headlines

They want a slice, I serve the whole pie, oven-hot—done

I move silent with the iron, but my presence weigh a ton (skrrt)

Flex with precision, every cut a clean incision

Money conversations, fluent in the decision

I got ghosts in the ledger, but I turned 'em into muscle

Every loss a lesson, every win a hustle (yuh)

Keep the lights low, trap code, night mode venture

Digits climb, skyline—personal architecture

Pressure on the block, we cocoa, melt the ice quick

Ran the gauntlet, bought the bricks, now I flip scripts

No cameo, I'm main cast, marquee lit—wow

Soundtrack of the grind — percussion on my brow

I spit a storm and watch the weak fold, paper boats sink

I breathe fire in the booth, let 'em smell the smoke — think

Pass the line but never pass the point, we pin the crown

Every step a chess move, never folding, never down (ayy)

Pre-chorus

Beat like a verdict, judge the room, I step and testify

Hands up for the hustle, palms open to the sky (uh-huh)

We don't whisper, we announce — thunder in the alley

Clip the silence, start the siren, bring the finale (yeah)

Chorus

Beat knock, trunk drop, (boom) beat knock, trunk drop, (boom)

Beat knock, trunk drop, (boom) beat knock, trunk drop, (boom)

Run it up, stack it up, (run it up) run it up, stack it up, (run it up)

Run it up, stack it up, (run it up) run it up, stack it up, (run it up)

We don't sleep, we collect, we collect, we collect, we collect

We don't sleep, we collect, we collect, we collect, we collect

Get the bag, seal the bag, (skrrt) get the bag, seal the bag, (skrrt)

Get the bag, seal the bag, (skrrt) get the bag, seal the bag, (skrrt)

Verse

I came up from the echo of a block that never quit

Raised with the soundtrack of the stomp, each step legit

No sympathy for weakness, only targets and the grit

I sharpened up my mouthpiece, now my verses hit like split

Contracts on my table, signatures in bold ink

Enemies with deep pockets but I see through the gold bling

I move with chess hands, rook to king, checkmate flows

They throwing shade but I'm the sun that melts the patio clothes

Every night's a session, orchestral of the street drum

I conduct the chaos, watch the timid succumb

Paper trails, braided plans, I stitch the outcome

My team like a fortress—vault doors never succumb