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Lyrics
[Intro]
Boots on the grass
Can in my fist
Laugh till we choke
Yeah
Nights like this
[Verse 1]
Burned-out couch in the backyard
Someone duct-taped up the arm
Phone on a crate as a speaker
Cheap buzz
Big hearts
No harm
Trash talk flyin' like bottle caps
Rust chain swing when we lean back
Shirt off
Sweat in a circle pit
But we still pass the snack bag
[Chorus]
Chillin’ with the homies
Let the world stay mad outside
We got jokes
We got scars
We got nowhere else to hide
Chillin’ with the homies
Let the day just fade and slide
If it all falls down tomorrow
We were kings here for the night
[Verse 2]
Ashtray throne by the fence line
Old band name carved in wood
Cracked deck creaks when we stomp hard
Still holds more than we ever could
Someone screams out “hit that breakdown”
[drop-tuned riff chugs in]
Heads bang
Neighbors bang the window
We just laugh and turn again
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Who was there when it felt like nothing?
Who was there when the sky turned gray?
Same crew
Same beat
Same backyard thunder
Still here
Still loud
Still sayin’
“Hey!” (hey!) “Hey!” (hey!)
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 15, 2026
Duration2:24
LanguageEnglish
Style
metal, Crunchy nu‑metal groove with down-tuned guitars, slap-inspired bass, and hip-hop infused drums. Verses ride a half-time stomp with spoken-snarled male vocals; chorus explodes with gang shouts and octave leads. Brief build-up before the final hook, with shouted ad-libs and pick slides to amp the crowd.
Credits
Prompt byJuliette
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Nu-metal song about chilling with the Homies, metal
