[Intro: Steele 11]
I cannot walk this Earth
When you are not with me
When you are not with me (Ayy)

[Pre-Chorus: Steele 11]
You are the one, one for me
I cannot walk this Earth
When you are not with me

[Chorus: Steele 11]
Heart beat slow, like the strum of a guitar
She left me cold
I was freezin’ in the dark
Took my broken heart and she put it in a jar
And I’ve gone through hell
Since the very fuckin’ start

[Verse 1: Steele 11]
I’ll send her
That’s what makes her body perfect
Bust it down
Let me see that body work it
Made a wave
But you pussies cannot surf it
I'm moving fast
Like the car that I be swervin'
They all fake depression for the fame
They treat they life like a game
They wanna get in the frame (Woah)
[Verse 2: Steele 11]
Shawty only love me
When I'm drippin' in designer
I been off the gas
I kill the pussy when I'm hyper
My bag made in Paris
You got shit that's made in China
You could live my life
If your ass wasn't a liar
I don't want a Bimmer
I want a Race car
Poppin' Xans on the moon
Call it space bars
I'm a spartan, I'm a fighter
Look at my scars
I look better at my party
With a dead corpse

[Chorus: Steele 11]
Heart beat slow, like the strum of a guitar
She left me cold
I was freezin' in the dark
Took my broken heart and she put it in a jar
And I've gone through hell
Since the very fuckin' start
[Verse 3: Savage Ga$p]
Look, I said like she said she been sending, play these boys just like guitar strings
You could never play me bitch
Surrounded by the heartless
She said, “Do you feel me?”
I said, “I been feelin' nothing”
I just get that money
And I fade into the darkness
I just ran into some guap, ho
I just jumped out of the drop though
I just keep running it up though
I just keep carrying, I'm top though
That's like new possession
I've been flexing
Diamonds dancing
All on my chest, bitch
Adolescent, no profession
I been steppin' all on they necks, bitch
I said like I just get guala
Then fuck on they bottoms
I'm hotter than sauna
And pussy like condoms
And I don't why
But I'm better than all of them
I'm sick of the doubters
I said like Steele 11, Mac 11
I don't text her, I just sext her (Ooh)
I'm the best, you a capper (Uh)
I'ma edge her then I shoot
Murder must've cut deep
She just wanna fuck me
She don't wanna love me
Guess I'm getting butt cheeks
All black fit, no tuxedo
And I'ma scooter in that pussy
No “LUV ME HOE”