Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Pulled up Chrome grill grinnin' Desert air Slots still ringin' [yeah] [Verse 1] Red dust on the fender Fresh tags, new agenda Vegas lights in the windshield Big stacks in the center console She got legs on the dashboard French tips on the black card Laugh loud at the pit boss Burn rubber out the back lot [Chorus] Fast truck, big luck, Las Vegas New ride, new life, we dangerous Got that hot girl sittin' on my right side Countin' up chips while we plot our next drive Fast truck, big luck, Las Vegas New lane, new game, we shameless Winnin' these bets, new beginnings tonight Every green light, yeah, we gamble on the ride [Verse 2] She pour that drink in my styrofoam Lip gloss on the microphone Tattoos peekin' out the low top Laugh hits harder than a rim shot Throw dice like we own the place Pit floor look like a drag race Dealers watchin' how we side-eye Keys swingin' when we fly by [Bridge] [low vocal register] Floor it on the strip, lights smear in the glass Rearview full of sirens, we just laugh and blast Heartbeats sync to the engine rev climb Every shot, every spin, every turn, our time [crescendo] She say “take that risk” I say “say less, bet” New title, pink slip Both hands on the check [Chorus]
Tags
rap, High-energy future bass/trap-pop hybrid with male vocals, detuned saw chords and bright supersaws sidechained to a tight kick. Verses ride a minimalist, swaggering trap groove with sub-heavy bass and short vocal chops; choruses explode with wide pads, pitch-bent leads, and gang shouts on the hook. Housey build-ups with snare rolls and risers between sections, drops hit hard with chopped topline and formant-shifted ad-libs., pop
Duration
1:59
Instrumental
No
Created
1/12/2026