Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I light up, then I lock in
Whole squad posted, we the top ten
Rolling through Los Santos, windows shaking
Three deep laughing, no mistaking
Crew in the back with the wild talk
Sticky palms on a fast car
We don’t sleep, we just lane switch
Run the map like we came rich
Every turn got a new scheme
Every night like a fever dream
I’m in the zone, I’m a problem now
Watch me move when the pressure clouds
[Pre-Chorus]
Heard that noise in the rearview
Blue and red wanna come through
We turn corners, split the scene
My people scream, my people lean
[Chorus]
Fuck the police, we gone
Fuck the police, we gone
Los Santos run, we gone
Laughing loud all night long
Fuck the police, we gone
Crew too wild, too strong
Los Santos run, we gone
Till the whole block sing along
[Verse 2]
Sirens whine, but we glide by
Old school grin with a red-eye
One hand up, one hand wheel
Talking that talk like it’s all real
I got smoke in the lungs, bass in the chest
My team in sync, we the loudest set
Every mission like a crooked grin
Hit restart, then we dive back in
Cops on screen, but I press on
Whole squad yelling, “keep it left, dog”
No fear here, just a full tank
And a phone full of chaos and prank
[Pre-Chorus]
Heard that noise in the rearview
Blue and red wanna come through
We turn corners, split the scene
My people scream, my people lean
[Chorus]
Fuck the police, we gone
Fuck the police, we gone
Los Santos run, we gone
Laughing loud all night long
Fuck the police, we gone
Crew too wild, too strong
Los Santos run, we gone
Till the whole block sing along
[Bridge]
If the night gets cold, we heat up
If they show face, we speed up
Same ride, same crew, same grin
Round and round and we dive back in
[Final Chorus]
Fuck the police, we gone
Fuck the police, we gone
Los Santos run, we gone
Laughing loud all night long
Fuck the police, we gone
Crew too wild, too strong
Los Santos run, we gone
Till the whole block sing along
Details
GeneratedJul 26, 2026
Duration3:31
LanguageEnglish
Style
Blues-soul rap trap with a mid-tempo swung knock, grimy 808 bounce, chopped guitar licks, dusty organ stabs, and halftime drums in the hook; verse rides sparse kick, snare, and bass with conversational bars, pre-chorus strips to handclaps and filtered chords, chorus hits with stacked gang vocals and a snarling chant. Ad-lib doubles, short delay throws on punch lines, vinyl crackle in transitions, siren-like synth risers into each drop. Wide, gritty, close-mic mix with smoky R&B sheen., blues, soul, r&b, rap
Credits
Prompt byMarcusMcGrew357
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
I’m gonna smoke ‘til I’m high and dominate Grand Theft Auto with my crew rollin’ through Los Santos laughing and screaming fuck the police, blues, soul, r&b, rap, trap
