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[Intro]
(Yeah)
You talkin' to who?
(Heh)
[Verse 1]
Do you really think I'd fold from a flea bite?
Talk tough, you a tweet in the street light
All bark, lil spark, then you offline
I’ve been turnin’ lil yaps into chalk lines
Pissant headbutts, that’s your whole plan?
I take worse hits just shakin’ off fans
You a push note, I’m a stamp on the land
You a quick joke, I’m the stand, I’m the stand
[Chorus]
Do you really think I'd fall victim
To one of your pissant headbutts? (nah)
I been walkin' through real collisions
You just talkin', tryna act tough (so tough)
You keep runnin' that mouth, lil man
But you never back none of it up
Do you really think I'd fall victim
To one of your pissant headbutts? (headbutts)
[Verse 2]
You a pebble on the sole, I don’t bend down
I just scrape, keep steppin’ on the same route
I took losses that would knock out your whole town
You just posture in the mirror for a fake crown
I’m the pressure that you feel in your chest plate
I’m the “maybe I should quit” on your best day
You a comment in a thread I don’t ever read
I’m the reason that you even got a breath to beef
[Chorus]
Do you really think I'd fall victim
To one of your pissant headbutts? (nah)
I been walkin' through real collisions
You just talkin', tryna act tough (act tough)
You keep runnin' that mouth, lil man
But you never back none of it up (none)
Do you really think I'd fall victim
To one of your pissant headbutts? (headbutts)
[Bridge]
Tiny hits on a giant frame
That’s a light breeze on a wildfire flame
You just hype words, I’m a lifetime made
You a typo in my highlight tape (yeah)
[Chorus]
Do you really think I'd fall victim
To one of your pissant headbutts? (nah)
I been walkin' through real collisions
You just talkin', tryna act tough (so tough)
You keep runnin' that mouth, lil man
But you never back none of it up
Do you really think I'd fall victim
To one of your pissant headbutts? (never)
Details
GeneratedJan 22, 2026
Duration1:48
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Aggressive East Coast trap banger, male vocals. Sinister detuned bell loop over gritty bass and tight, snapping drums. Verses are close-mic, almost snarled; ad-libs echo wide. Hook explodes with layered gang vocals and an octave double, then drops back into a sparse, menacing pocket. Occasional risers and chopped vocal stabs to mark transitions, big punchy mix on the kick and lead voice.
Credits
Prompt by
OrganicSignal300
OrganicSignal300ModelAria v5
Prompt
Do you really think I'd fall victim to one of your pissant headbutts?, male, rap
