Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Headlights bleed White line fever Breath tastes metal Heart hits redline [Verse 1] Mask on Jaw locked Hand on brake Pulse shocked Tires talk trash at the paint on the curb Whole block praying that I miss that swerve Grin in the mirror Two teeth chipped Halo tilted Ego flipped Dust on the dash But the shoes stay clean Graveyard shift on a midnight screen [Chorus] Curb check halo Scrape that crown If we spin We spin We don't slow down Front end kissing that guardrail glow I live fast I don't die slow Curb check halo Sparks in the smoke I turn every near‑miss into a joke Hands off heaven I stay below I live fast I don't die slow (hey!) [Verse 2] Crowd in the lot getting loud off fumes Phone lights up Little stars in the gloom Red tag Blue lights hiding in the haze I cut left mean and I kill that gaze Whole life packed in a trunk with a jack Seatbelt loose But the spine intact Saint on the dash Chips in the chrome Every wrong turn feel a little like home [Chorus] Curb check halo Scrape that crown If we spin We spin We don't slow down Front end kissing that guardrail glow I live fast I don't die slow Curb check halo Sparks in the smoke I turn every near‑miss into a joke Hands off heaven I stay below I live fast I don't die slow (yeah)
Tags
Ultra-compressed drift phonk: blown-out cowbell lead and shredded bass locked to a swung halftime stomp. Clipped, brickwalled drums and machine-gun hats; male vocals half-shouted, half-rapped, dry and right in your face. Short distorted risers into each hook; subtle octave-doubled vocal in choruses to thicken the chant., male vocals, frantic, saturated
Duration
1:54
Instrumental
No
Created
2/12/2026