

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] (low, distorted voice) Unidentified… (yeah) Let’s take a ride U.F.O. for show… You lucky enough to catch a glimpse of me… You start to hate instantly… (hah) [Verse 1] ‘Cause you see me glistenin’ (ice!) Everybody know I’m all about positionin’ (1st place) Pull up—lock and load, Click-clack explode (booom!) Release that heat the shits blisterin’ (flame on!) Mouth flamin’ like I’m swishin’ Listerine (ahhh, fresh!) And it ain’t no mystery These haters only speak my name when they whisperin’ Martial arts comin’ out my mouth, I’m speakin’ discipline Treat you like my son-in-law the way I got your bitch listenin’ (yes daddy!) Don’t get hit with these shots, ‘cause they cripplin’ (smack smack!) The fear done paralyzed a grip of men (freeze!) Without your soul you light as a feather!!! And a board is what you stiffer than (body bag!) Put blood on top, intent Hot lead aimed square at yo head—make you dead (headshot!) The hate and the rage, three-count fall I got it pinned up, put away (one-two-three!) So I suggest you be ready In case I decide to get within a hunnid feet away (too late) Roundhouse your ass, put this foot to your face (crack!) All these phony front-runners live lives that’s fake (actors) Don’t realize that it’s because of this their lives at stake It’s no retreat, no surrender—never break (never!) I won’t bow, fuck grace (fuck yo’ prayer) I blow fire… breathe flames… (dragon!) Spit heat… talk that pain… That’s why I’m undefeated—I beat ‘em at they own game (checkmate, bitch!) [Hook] (chant style – crowd can scream this live) If you a real mac Then you make sure you keep your bag fat (racks!) You make ‘em bust sweats when they back back No free love—we only liftin’ one rule up (one rule!) It’s dollars over bustin’ nuts (cash!) Baller never trickin’ with no sluts (never!) Paper chaser—choke her ‘til I blue-face her (hundreds!) Single session, soon as we done I’m on my phone in my contacts lookin’ to erase her (delete!) [Verse 2] (double-time switch-up at the blackjack line) You know what to do in blackjack when you showin’ an ace face-up (double down!) Get ready to watch the dealer pay up (pay me!) High as fuck, I’m way up (jet fuel!) Ain’t no rest for the wicked—best believe I stay up (no sleep!) No free love ‘til I die It’s deeply embedded in my brain Can’t fake or forget that shit—like blockchain (verified) I’m laughin’ while these niggas mad (ha-ha-ha) I beat these suckers at they own game Fly by doin’ uh hunid a thirty in the slow lane (zoom!) It’s no thing In my opinion, adrenaline’s better than cocaine (natural high) Either way I stay ready to go And at the end of the day That’s all you really need to know
Tags
Rap, choir, gangster hip hop
2:15
No
12/10/2025