Lyrics
[Intro]
Drop that
Stack that
Count that
Laugh at it (ha)
[Verse 1]
My boy and I dropping bands
Throw it up, let it land
Thick thighs, bad ones dance
Whole room stuck in a trance
Strip club light in my eyes
See the lies under those smiles
Whole spot plotting on mine
I see snakes every time
Brick wall built in my head
Trust dead, left it on read
Every handshake feel like feds
Every new friend feel like debt
[Chorus]
Stick so big, got they mind all twisted
They be riding my stick like cheese, they addicted (ayy)
They don’t love me, they just love what’s in my pocket
Got a wall in my brain, you ain’t ever gonna cross it
Stick so big, got they mind all twisted
They be riding my stick like cheese, all conflicted (yeah)
Can’t trust none, every word feel toxic
Got a wall in my skull, heart locked, you can’t unlock it
[Verse 2]
Who this calling my phone
Talk sweet, want a new loan
Act right when the cash strong
Next day they gone like smoke
Talk tough, but they move slow
Soft voice, heavy ego
Fake love in a tight dress
Sharp tongue, full of false bless
Voices banging in my brain
Say “chill,” then say “go rage”
All gas, no one on brakes
Whole life feel like high stakes (yeah)
[Chorus]
Stick so big, got they mind all twisted
They be riding my stick like cheese, they addicted (woo)
They don’t love me, they just love what’s in my pocket
Got a wall in my brain, you ain’t ever gonna cross it
Stick so big, got they mind all twisted
They be riding my stick like cheese, all conflicted
Can’t trust none, every word feel toxic
Got a wall in my skull, heart locked, you can’t unlock it
[Bridge]
Who real, who fake?
Who slide, who flake?
Every smile feel strange
Every hug feel staged
[Chorus]
Stick so big, got they mind all twisted
They be riding my stick like cheese, they addicted
They don’t love me, they just love what’s in my pocket
Got a wall in my brain, you ain’t ever gonna cross it
Style
rapaggressive trap banger with male vocalssnarling triplet flows over a heavy halftime beat and detuned bells. verses stay tight and menacinglots of space for ad-libs; hook explodes with shouted gang vocals and saturated bass hits. short filtered introthen straight into the pocketending on a hardabrupt drop-out.
Prompt
My boy and I dropping bands like planes strip club hitting hoes stay chasing stick so big mind games be crazy can’t trust anyone brick wall in head they be riding my stick like cheese angry rap
Credits
Prompt by
chrismichael331
chrismichael331GeneratedApr 7, 2026
ModelAria v5.5