Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I’m in the coupe with the hunger on,
Late on the map but I’m moving on.
Mirror full of red and brake lights,
I cut right through on a clear-line flight.
Bumper to bumper, I’m ghost in the lane,
Hands on the wheel, I don’t feel the strain.
Three cars deep and I’m out that cage,
Tap one gear and I’m gone from the page.
Phone on mute, let the block look busy,
Wheels talk slick when the road gets fizzy.
Every stop sign in my rearview small,
I don’t crawl, I don’t stall, I don’t fall.
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold that line
Watch me slide
Keep it tight
I’m through tonight
[Chorus]
Lane slicer, lane slicer
I’m gone in a blink, uh
Lane slicer, lane slicer
I don’t even think, uh
Lane slicer, lane slicer
I’m splitting that sea, hey
Lane slicer, lane slicer
Can’t keep up with me
[Verse 2]
Taxi on my left, I glide by slow,
Bus in the middle like a long red row.
Corner too sharp? I take it clean,
Slip through gaps like I was made for the scene.
Dash says calm, but my pulse says more,
I’ve been boxed in before, not anymore.
Blacktop chess and I’m ten moves ahead,
One lane open and I’m feeding it bread.
Rain on the glass and the streets all slick,
Still I move like a switchblade quick.
Green light flash and I’m already there,
Left them all in a cloud of air.
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold that line
Watch me slide
Keep it tight
I’m through tonight
[Chorus]
Lane slicer, lane slicer
I’m gone in a blink, uh
Lane slicer, lane slicer
I don’t even think, uh
Lane slicer, lane slicer
I’m splitting that sea, hey
Lane slicer, lane slicer
Can’t keep up with me
[Bridge]
One opening, I’m taking it
No room left, I’m making it
No backseat, no waiting in
I was born for the moving in
[Final Chorus]
Lane slicer, lane slicer
I’m gone in a blink, uh
Lane slicer, lane slicer
I don’t even think, uh
Lane slicer, lane slicer
I’m splitting that sea, hey
Lane slicer, lane slicer
Can’t keep up with me
Details
GeneratedJul 1, 2026
Duration2:42
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rap with hard-hitting trap drums and restless hi-hat rolls; verse rides tight double-time pockets over rubbery sub-bass and clipped siren-like synth stabs; pre-chorus narrows to just kick, snare, and a filtered engine motif; chorus hits with stacked gang vocals, short ad-lib throws, and a chantable hook. Ear candy comes from tire-screech fills, reverse whooshes, and brief horn pops into the drops. Bright, punchy, and aggressive with a clean low-end thump., rap
Credits
Prompt byCrystalPulse992
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A rap song that is about zooming through traffic
