Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Bag on the table Card in my hand White on the plate You don’t understand (nah) [Chorus] Call me Kurt Cocaine Fat lines, rail it to the face Pull the trigger on a opp, no aim Spray the whole crowd, let it rain Call me Kurt Cocaine High as fuck, I’m surfing on the wave You just talk tough, all fake I’ma blow up, you just flake (hey) [Verse 1] You a rumor I’m a headline You a weak drip I’m a red line Drop a whole brick That’s a landslide You just bump gums I let the grams slide Your plug cheap My plug legendary Your nose clean Mine like a cemetery You a TikTok threat I’m a mortuary I put names in dirt Like it’s customary [Chorus] Call me Kurt Cocaine Fat lines, rail it to the face Pull the trigger on a opp, no aim Spray the whole crowd, let it rain Call me Kurt Cocaine High as fuck, I’m surfing on the wave You just talk tough, all fake I’ma blow up, you just flake [Verse 2] Whole gang wired Jaw on jiggle You still broke Tryna talk little You ain’t outside You just post riddles I make big dogs Play second fiddle You chase likes I chase weight You chase trends I chase plates Whole squad up On the same case You a screenshot I’m the main case Nose so numb Can’t feel my face (woah) Still pop off On a opp in place You a quick buzz I’m a long fade You a tall tale I’m a long day [Chorus] Call me Kurt Cocaine Fat lines, rail it to the face Pull the trigger on a opp, no aim Spray the whole crowd, let it rain Call me Kurt Cocaine High as fuck, I’m surfing on the wave You just talk tough, all fake I’ma blow up, you just flake
Tags
rap, Aggressive trap beat at 140 BPM, booming 808s and sharp hi-hats, dark bell and choir stabs. Male vocals with snarled, in-your-face delivery; ad-libs tucked wide. Hook explodes with distorted doubles on key phrases, verses stay tighter and more conversational. Final chorus pushes the vocal into slight saturation for a chaotic, druggy climax.
Duration
2:27
Instrumental
No
Created
4/7/2026