A song made by ERIC TOKOOS
A song made by ERIC TOKOOS
Yeah, yeah
They asking what we call this, uh
Pull up to the scene, they want the name of the track
This ain't just a beat, this the anthem we pack, yeah
Everybody vibing when the bass come through
They don't need a title when the sound so true, skrrt
We been making waves, no we never lack
From the studio straight to the urban map
They can feel the energy, the rhythm, the attack
When they hear this drop, ain't no turning back, uh
What's the name, what's the name of this fire
Got the whole city asking, taking it higher, let's go
What's the name, what's the name, no liar
This the type of sound that never expires, yeah
We don't need no label when the vibe this clean
Every single bar hits like a money machine, sheesh
They been waiting patient for the heat we bring
Now we got them hooked on this powerful thing, no cap
Rhythm in my veins, hustle in my soul
Every word I spit, man, I'm in control, gang
They can call it what they want, we already know
This the type of track that'll never get old, it's lit
What's the name, what's the name of this fire
Got the whole city asking, taking it higher, let's go
What's the name, what's the name, no liar
This the type of sound that never expires, yeah
They asking for the name
But the vibe speaks for itself, uh