Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boy
You think I need you
Laughing with my bands in my hand
You just wanna stay out late
Chase the night
Then go be your own damn man
You keep checking on my phone
Like you bought the ground where I stand
As for me
I make my rules
I write my own demand
[Chorus]
I got my own money in hand
Own car
Own keys
Own plans
If you wanna run wild
Then run
I got my own damn fun
I’mma love who I want
When I want
Do what I can
What I can
You don’t own this body
This heart
This land
I got my own money in hand
[Verse 2]
You be talking ‘bout respect
But you bargain it for cheap on the side
Smell her perfume on your shirt
Say you “slipped” and then you lie
So I’m out with my girls tonight
Dark lips
High boots
Slow wine
If a king wanna treat me right
He can stand in your line
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
You had your chance
Your time
Your taste
You threw it in the fire
What a waste
Now watch me glow in another man’s hands
Or in my own
I don’t need that stamp
[Chorus]
Style
reggae fusion meets dark ambient pulses; sparse skank guitar and subby bass under a smokyconfident female vocal. verses sit low and menacing with echo-drenched percussion and distant synths; chorus widens with stacked harmonies and a hypnotic drum groove. drops strip back to bass and reverb tails so the lead line cuts through like a warning.reggae fusiondark ambient
Prompt
Boy, you think I need you. I got my own money in hand.you want to stay out late. shit, go be your own man. As for me. I’m gonna fuck as many I can., reggae fusion, dark ambient, female
Credits
Prompt byVibraphoneSoulful789
GeneratedJan 4, 2026
ModelAria v5
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