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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Met me at the dock, sun low on the chrome
Hands full of weight, I’m tryna make it home
Don’t ask too much, just know I got the load
Paper in the bag and the bag got sold
Count too many steps, you trip on the way
I keep it straight up, let the numbers stay
Palm to the pocket, little lump in the jeans
Work been heavy, but it still fit clean
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t blink now
We already here
Stack what you can
Then disappear
[Chorus]
Don't count it just throw it on the scale
Weigh it up, weigh it up, make it smell like sale
Let's end the day on a high note
Let's end the day on a high note
Don't count it just throw it on the scale
Weigh it up, weigh it up, I been gone all year
Let's end the day on a high note
Let's end the day on a high note
[Verse 2]
Mama said, “Boy, keep your head in the game”
I keep one hand clean and the other on chain
Mud on the boots from the back road run
By the time you check me, I already done
You can hear that click when the tailgate drop
Couple folks talk, but the motion don’t stop
I don’t need a crowd when the numbers go right
Just a little faith and a good hard night
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t blink now
We already here
Stack what you can
Then disappear
[Chorus]
Don't count it just throw it on the scale
Weigh it up, weigh it up, make it smell like sale
Let's end the day on a high note
Let's end the day on a high note
Don't count it just throw it on the scale
Weigh it up, weigh it up, I been gone all year
Let's end the day on a high note
Let's end the day on a high note
[Bridge]
One more run, then I’m out the lane
Same old road, but a different name
If the day was long, let the score come back
I got a grin when the bag go fat
[Chorus]
Don't count it just throw it on the scale
Weigh it up, weigh it up, make it smell like sale
Let's end the day on a high note
Let's end the day on a high note
Don't count it just throw it on the scale
Weigh it up, weigh it up, I been gone all year
Let's end the day on a high note
Let's end the day on a high note
Details
GeneratedApr 28, 2026
Duration2:40
LanguageEnglish
Style
Southern rap with a laid-back trunk-rattle groove, swung hi-hats and sticky bass pockets; verses ride sparse drums and snapped claps, pre-chorus tightens with vocal stacks and a filtered chant, chorus opens with gang doubles and a blunt chant hook. Tape-stop swells, coin jingle hits, and a brief siren rise. Gritty, front-of-mic male vocal with dry lead and ad-lib echoes, warm and punchy mix., male vocals, rap
Credits
Prompt byDiscoDrop950
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Don't count it just throw it on the scale, weigh it up let's end the day on a high note southern rap male vocals
