Lyrics
[Chorus] Dressed in white like I'm headed to the pearly gates (pearly gates) Still ridin' red, Hellcat revvin', doin' donuts in Heaven's face, temptin' every twist of fate Angels in the group chat snitchin', holdin' courtroom debates, throwin' shade I told God, "My bad"—He just sent back laughin' emojis, crazy, no debate Jewelry doin' backflips, every diamond lookin' possessed and aggressive Boot on the game's throat, still collectin' all they classics, no question, impressive Hold up... mic check, one time One, two, three, four—whole club shook, lookin' like they saw the reaper, now they line up --- [Verse 1] Pulled up with the squad, dressed cleaner than a morgue on Sunday, stun me Stare so cold it froze the room, made the DJ drop the wrong song, prolong the agony Three-fifteen on the squat, legs shakin' like they owe the plug money, funny how they run from me Built it brick by brick, never skipped—even when the devil offered shortcuts Everybody online fishin' for clout, throwin' bait like it's Tinder for clowns, drowned in doubt I'm behind the curtain turnin' Ls into rocket fuel, watch the whole ship flip, equipped and devout They quote the things they laughed at while sippin' oat milk lattes, ironic, chronic hate Now they DMin', "Bro, remember when?" Nah... I remember you were quiet Two-tone coupe, black and crimson, parked crooked like my moral compass Engine growlin' like it swallowed thunder, now it's speakin' in another language She said, "You the real deal?" I said, "Baby, I'm the whole clearance rack." Success talkin' loud, scoreboard doin' the Heisman on they back Whole room shift when the chain hit the light like a disco in Hell Energy so contagious everybody twitchin' when I step through Random thought: if the devil wears designer, I just stole his whole wardrobe Now I'm walkin' out the front door wearin' confidence like camouflage --- [Chorus] Dressed in white like I'm headed to the pearly gates (pearly gates) Still ridin' red, Hellcat revvin', doin' donuts in Heaven's face, temptin' every twist of fate Angels in the group chat snitchin', holdin' courtroom debates, throwin' shade I told God, "My bad"—He just sent back laughin' emojis, crazy, no debate Jewelry doin' backflips, every diamond lookin' possessed and aggressive Boot on the game's throat, still collectin' all they classics, no question, impressive Hold up... mic check, one time One, two, three, four—whole club shook, lookin' like they saw the reaper, now they line up --- [Verse 2] Devil's playground, every corner got a trapdoor to bad decisions, riches in the ditches Walkin' through the smoke like Moses, every step another headline Truck paid outright, never leased a single dream Now the same haters who joked are in my comments changin' teams Backyard garden lookin' peaceful, but temptation campin' at the entrance Small-town minds couldn't fit inside the spaceship that I built Battle scars shinin' like medals earned the hard way Crew airtight—we move together, every play already mapped Changed the language in the room, went from "Who this dude?" to "How'd he do that?" Half saint, half outlaw, always somewhere in between If the pearly gates stay closed, I'll build another entrance Turned opportunity into a kingdom they never saw comin' Mic still burnin', every verse another headline they can't ignore Only get one shot, so I'm launchin' every bar beyond the scoreboard