Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Hands up Jaw locked Teeth grit Heart stock [Verse 1] I don’t clock in I just walk in, swingin’ (yeah) Middle fingers up To your safe decisions You talk big online But you shake in person I been lurkin’, workin’ Turn that doubt to cursin’ (woo) Tattooed thoughts On a busted brain Every rule you made I just snap that chain You say “grow up” I say “more propane” Gas on the flame Watch it all go insane [Pre-Chorus] You hate my drip, my slang My scars, my gang You pray I quit I crank, you cave You write your list Of all my ways I light that page Then I— [Chorus] LET IT BAAAAAANG Fuck what you say I’ma do what I want I’ma do it my way (my way) Head full of rage I’m a live grenade Pull pin on the pain Then I let it, let it BAAAAAANG LET IT BAAAAAANG Middle of the stage If you feel like me Get loud, unchained (unchained) Hands to the sky While the floor shakes, hey Pull pin on the pain Then we let it, let it BAAAAAANG [Verse 2] You want quiet kids In a clean white box I want cracked-up tiles And a busted lock (huh) You want dress codes I want ripped-up jeans You see chaos I see gasoline Every “can’t do that” Is a green light sign Every closed door Is a thin dry spine I kick, it splits And the dust, it sings I was built for the break You were built for the brink (yeah) [Pre-Chorus] You hate my drip, my slang My scars, my gang You pray I quit I crank, you cave You write your list Of all my ways I light that page Then I— [Chorus] LET IT BAAAAAANG Fuck what you say I’ma do what I want I’ma do it my way (my way) Head full of rage I’m a live grenade Pull pin on the pain Then I let it, let it BAAAAAANG LET IT BAAAAAANG Middle of the stage If you feel like me Get loud, unchained (unchained) Hands to the sky While the floor shakes, hey Pull pin on the pain Then we let it, let it BAAAAAANG [Bridge] They said “calm down” I turned up louder (turned up) They said “sit still” I broke that counter They said “don’t mix The dirt with the crown” I took that throne Threw it straight in the crowd (yeah) [Chorus] LET IT BAAAAAANG Fuck what you say I’ma do what I want I’ma do it my way (my way) Head full of rage I’m a live grenade Pull pin on the pain Then I let it, let it BAAAAAANG LET IT BAAAAAANG Middle of the stage If you feel like me Get loud, unchained (unchained) Hands to the sky While the floor shakes, hey Pull pin on the pain Then we let it, let it BAAAAAANG
Tags
rap, Crunk-meets-EDM nu metal banger: distorted drop-tuned guitars locked to stomping hardstyle kicks, screechy synth leads, and aggressive 808s. Verses spit rapid-fire rap with call-and-response gang shouts; pre-chorus coils the tension with filtered drums and whispered doubles, then the hook explodes with screamed LET IT BAAAAAANG over a huge saw-stack and sub drops. Male vocals, gritty fry screams blended with hyped ad-libs and crowd chants., edm, hardstyle, nu metal, crunk
Duration
2:59
Instrumental
No
Created
3/29/2026