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Hard rap verses (140 BPM) → Punchy melodic chorus (70 BPM half-time) → Snap back
Current time: November 10, 2025, 06:22 PM CST
[Intro – Spoken, 140 BPM]
CTE in the cut, frost on the wrist
I am him, exotic bitches on the list
Parish in the back — beat switch
[Chorus – 70 BPM half-time, melodic but sharp]
Plug hit my line – blue strips on the grind
Plug hit my line – blue strips on the grind
Drac in the stash – no cap, straight facts
Blue hunnids in the pack – bands do the dash
Jigga hit my jack – bleu cheese in the bag
Load in the back – no lack, that’s gas
Yayo walk with the racks – watch ‘em stack
Trap still poppin’ – run it up, no lag
(Ad-libs, layered)
Plug hit my line – (yeah) blue strips on the grind
Plug hit my line – (skrrt) blue strips on the grind
Drac in the stash – (brrt) no cap, straight facts
Blue hunnids in the pack – (count it) bands do the dash
Jigga hit my jack – (ring) bleu cheese in the bag
Load in the back – (skate) no lack, that’s gas
Yayo walk with the racks – (step) watch ‘em stack
Trap still poppin’ – (forever) run it up, no lag
(Beat slams back to 140 BPM – 808s hit like a hammer)
[Verse 1 – Hard rap, 140 BPM, clipped]
Whole brick on the seat, vacuum-sealed, plastic crinkle loud
Hunnid grand in the trunk, rubber bands snap, blue strips proud
Plug FaceTime from the port, crates on the dock, seagulls crowd
Touch one of mine, graff switches pop, block lit up like a second line crowd
Exotic bitch in the G-Wagon, toes out, Van Cleef anklet flash
Cartier frames fogged, Chopard on the wrist, she bussin’ in the back, no mask
Scale in the kitchen, wrist whirl hurricane, powder snow in the stash
Pyrex pot bussin’, roux thick, steam fog the Lambo glass
Count up the profit, blue faces rain in the safe, Ben Frank eyes don’t blink
Safe so stuffed, kick the door with the G-Wagon Wraith, carbon fiber clink
Ops on the block, drone in the sky, red dot dance on the brick
Double cup muddy, purple rain, exotic bitch feed me grapes, second line lick
[Chorus – 70 BPM, repeat]
Plug hit my line – (yeah) blue strips on the grind
Plug hit my line – (skrrt) blue strips on the grind
Drac in the stash – (brrt) no cap, straight facts
Blue hunnids in the pack – (count it) bands do the dash
Jigga hit my jack – (ring) bleu cheese in the bag
Load in the back – (skate) no lack, that’s gas
Yayo walk with the racks – (step) watch ‘em stack
Trap still poppin’ – (forever) run it up, no lag
(Beat flips back to 140 BPM – drums reload)
[Verse 2 – Hard rap, 140 BPM, staccato]
Dawn in the trap, rooster crow, still whippin’ the bird, white dust swirl
Exotic bitch from the Parish, silk robe slip, gumbo scent, no word
Blue strips in the safe, neon glow under blacklight, ultraviolet burn
Range Rover matte black, she slidin’ in, seat warm, leather creak, no turn
Jigga hit my jack, “Ten more,” voice cracklin’ through the static
Load in the Lambo, doors up like wings, ghost ride the traffic
Yayo walk with the racks, blue dust trail on the marble floor
Marble counter g
Marble counter glitter, her BBL pop like a sparkle, extra on the score
Drac in the stash, carbon fiber, suppressor hiss like a snake
Exotic bitch do the snake, tongue out, rizz so strong, mirror break
Gas so loud, neighbors call the ops, smoke vanish in the black
My set pull up, six whips deep, V12 roar, no Jakes in the back
[Verse 3 – Hard rap, 140 BPM, final boss]
Midnight on the roof, skyline lit, city pulse in my palm
Exotic bitches on the jet, Van Cleef chokers, no bra, nipples hard like a bomb
Plug send the drop, encrypted text, pin drop like a bomb
Blue strips fan out, she lick ‘em like balm, tongue slob
Load in the Sprinter, matte black, smoke windows, ghost in the fog
Ghost plates swap at the dock, she switch the whip, tires screech like a dog
Diamonds dance on the chain, frostbite drip, wrist frost, ice bite like a shark
Exotic bitch count the blue, thumb bleed, blood mix with the spark
Heli on the pad, rotor spin, lift the load to the clouds
She lit off the gas, eyes low, whisper “I am him” out loud
Zydeco in the stash box, trap phone die, burn the SIM, new jack, flame lick the card
Exotic bitches birth blue dreams, still trappin’ on overload, no guard
[Final Chorus – 70 BPM, full energy]
Plug hit my line – (ring) blue strips on the grind
Plug hit my line – (yeah) blue strips on the grind
Drac in the stash – (brrt) no cap, straight facts
Blue hunnids in the pack – (count it) bands do the dash
Jigga hit my jack – (ring) bleu cheese in the bag
Load in the back – (skate) no lack, that’s gas
Yayo walk with the racks – (step) watch ‘em stack
Trap still poppin’ – (forever) run it up, no lag
(Beat fades with 808 heartbeat…)
[Outro – Spoken, cold]
Blue strips, big facts
Exotic bitches, my set
2025, still trappin’
Plug hit my line — bet
Details
GeneratedNov 11, 2025
Duration4:26
Style
male, rap, trap, deep, booming baritone that’s menacing, raspy, and southern rap screw
Credits
Prompt by
NolaPlug
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