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Lyrics
[Verse]
Two-door sleek, that's my spaceship on the street,
Paint job wetter than a monsoon beat.
Whip glide smooth, charm drops like a charm,
Paparazzi flashin', caught me flexin' on the 'Gram.
[Chorus]
Top back, wind whip the fitted cap,
Haters watchin' bubbles fizz like soda snap.
Gas pedal to the floor, leave 'em in the fog,
They barkin' at my dust, man, I'm sittin' with the dogs.
[Verse 2]
Cruisin' past the block, gold grill on the smirk,
Shorty double-take, call that a 'peripheral twerk.’
Sippin' on ambition, fueled by the city night,
Benz glowin' mean, yeah, my future lookin' bright.
[Bridge]
Custom kicks on the pedals, call it fashion’s drive,
Music messed with my soul, helped it come alive.
Traffic lights a stage; see me own that green,
On the move so smooth, it’s cinematic on the scene.
[Chorus]
Top back, wind whip the fitted cap,
Haters watchin' bubbles fizz like soda snap.
Gas pedal to the floor, leave 'em in the fog,
They barkin' at my dust, man, I'm sittin' with the dogs.
[Verse 3]
Pullin' to the sop, pockets heavy like boulders,
Wallet lookin' diesel but still flexin' shoulders.
Candy apple shine, coat sweet like the syrup,
Jealousy's contagious, hope they all get the cure up.
Details
GeneratedMar 9, 2025
Duration3:08
LanguageEnglish
Style
hip hop, braggadocious, rap
Credits
Prompt bytalentzzz_
ModelAria v4
Prompt
A rap song about in the Benz two door drop looking hot hitting the sop
