

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Fish life activated You either live it Or you post it [Verse 1] Camouflage shirt, tags still swingin' Boat in the driveway, never seen water Phone in your hand, talkin' big stringers Can’t name one lure, but you call yourself an angler Cooler in the back, but it’s bone dry Caption say “grind” but you never touch tide You just chase likes, I just chase bites Sunburnt neck, I been up all night [Chorus] Check the Bass Pro hat, are you really ’bout that life? Talkin' like you limit out, but you never wet a line Weigh-in pic, but the hands stay dry Fish life activated, you can see it in my eyes Check the Bass Pro hat, are you really ’bout that life? [Verse 2] I smell straight cologne, I smell no bait You pull up spotless, I pull up late Truck bed muddy, rods all rattlin' Scale on the dash, whole crew battlin' You be on the dock tryna get that angle I be in the fog, feel the strike, that tangle You got clean boots, I got slimed-up soles You got cute posts, I got full livewells [Chorus] [Bridge] You ever tie knots ’til your fingers went numb? Ever lost sleep when a big one run? Ever stay out when the sky turn black? Or you just pose with somebody else’s sack? (ha) Fish life real, it’s a day-to-day grind You can’t fake calluses, you can’t fake time So when you throw shade, I just laugh on sight ’Cause the fillet knife talk when we cut that white [Chorus]
Tags
rap, Rowdy country-trap beat with crunchy guitars and sub-heavy low end. Male vocals, swagger in the verses with tight triplet flows; hook explodes with gang shout-backs and octave doubles. Occasional banjo plucks tucked behind 808 slides, clap-heavy groove for head-nod bounce. Ad-libs and drops emphasize punchlines; keep the vocal upfront and gritty., country, fake
1:56
No
1/2/2026