

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You came in loud, all flex I came in calm, no stress Dropped in my spot, got wrecked Now you typing in red on text Peek that corner, get folded Your whole squad got cold in One clean move, I owned it Now your ego stay broken You keep running that mouth, bro But your aim lookin' house slow I be right where the shots go Then I slide, like “oh no” You built up hope, I broke it One more round and you chokin' Hands on the desk, you smokin' Hit that menu — you loaded [Pre-Chorus] Your screen go dark Your chair goes back You keep that talk Then you lose like that One last try Then it's done, no cap You hit that quit And you can't take back [Chorus] Rage quit, rage quit You can't take it (take it) Rage quit, rage quit Now you fadin' (fadin') Rage quit, rage quit Whole chat saying Rage quit, rage quit You made it easy [Verse 2] I don't chase, I wait You run straight into fate Late game, no faith You fold when it ain't safe Your badge ain't saving you Your crew ain't waving through I keep my moves made true You keep your excuses new I saw that fist on the desk I saw that sweat on your neck You wanted smoke, got checked Now you gone, what’s next? Lobby got quiet real quick After that one last hit You were talking that slick Now it's just quit, quit, quit [Pre-Chorus] Your screen go dark Your chair goes back You keep that talk Then you lose like that One last try Then it's done, no cap You hit that quit And you can't take back [Chorus] Rage quit, rage quit You can't take it (take it) Rage quit, rage quit Now you fadin' (fadin') Rage quit, rage quit Whole chat saying Rage quit, rage quit You made it easy [Bridge] Hands off the keys now Tell me what you mean now You came for the crown But you left too soon now I don't need to brag Your name on the bag One more match, that's all And you never came back [Final Chorus] Rage quit, rage quit You can't take it (take it) Rage quit, rage quit Now you fadin' (fadin') Rage quit, rage quit Whole chat saying Rage quit, rage quit You made it easy
Tags
Trap rap with half-time 808 bounce and tense hi-hat rolls; verse rides sparse keys and clipped bass, pre-chorus tightens with snare build and vocal stutters, chorus hits with stacked gang chants and a grim hook. Ad-lib doubles, gritty lead, and delay throws on punch lines. Ear candy: reverse risers into the drop, laser zaps between bars, filtered crowd chant before the last hook. Bright, hard, and punchy mix with deep sub focus., rap
2:57
No
4/20/2026