Track · Feb 18, 2026 · English
Red Flags on My Rearview
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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Half gone, half here
Red flags on my rearview
Listen
[Verse 1]
Met her at the Chevron
Hand on my chest, said “you next, son”
Pretty like a promise with a death wish
Eyes said “run,” but my pride said “bet this” (yeah)
She was sweet tea, cyanide kiss
Told me, “Baby, you ain’t built for this”
Kept receipts in a Bible in the glovebox
Tat my name right over her tear drops
Arguin’ on the porch ‘til the porch light dim
Neighbors heard my name more than I heard Him
She threw my phone at my face, said, “You mine or you gone?”
I heard a siren in her tone
[Chorus]
These girls and these games feel suicidal
Love me, then they pray on my downfall, rival
Say “ride or die,” then they cut my brakes
If this is what love is, how much can a heart take?
Got scars on my arms from the wrong embraces
Voices in my head wearin’ all they faces
Every “I’m yours” turnin’ homicidal
These females and bad romance feel suicidal
[Verse 2]
She postin’ thirst traps, I’m in a thirst trap
Scrollin’ through her page like a relapse
Every heart she farmed, every like, every DM
I was tryna be the one, she was buildin’ a museum
Another one, meet her on a Sunday
Talkin’ ‘bout God, but she livin’ like a gunplay
Hit me with the “baby, you’re the only one I trust”
Six weeks later, I’m the name she cuss (damn)
She knew my secrets, how my brother almost ended it
How I kept a razor in a box by the medicine
Then she weaponized every word that I ever said
Turned “I love you” to “you better off dead”
[Chorus]
These girls and these games feel suicidal
Love me, then they pray on my downfall, rival
Say “ride or die,” then they cut my brakes
If this is what love is, how much can a heart take?
Got scars on my arms from the wrong embraces
Voices in my head wearin’ all they faces
Every “I’m yours” turnin’ homicidal
These females and bad romance feel suicidal
[Bridge]
Text say “pull up,” but my gut say “don’t”
Mama say “leave,” but my pride say “won’t” (nah)
Every time I stay, I get closer to the edge
Kissin’ on a heartbreak, dancin’ with a ledge
[Chorus]
These girls and these games feel suicidal
Love me, then they pray on my downfall, rival
Say “ride or die,” then they cut my brakes
If this is what love is, how much can a heart take?
Got scars on my arms from the wrong embraces
Voices in my head wearin’ all they faces
Every “I’m yours” turnin’ homicidal
These females and bad romance feel suicidal
Style
rapdark trap beat with eerie bell loop and trunk-rattling low end; half-raspy male vocals up close and dry in the verseshook opens with stackedslightly detuned harmonies. sparse piano stabs in the second half to underline the suicidal edge; ad-libs drenched in reverb answering key lines. slow head-nod tempokicks hit like body blowsmix leaves heavy space for the vocal to cut through.hip hop
Prompt
A southern rap about how females and bad romance can be suicidal, rap, trap, hip hop, male, half raspy
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HbKeedGeneratedFeb 18, 2026
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