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Lyrics
[Intro]
[low vocal register]
Yeah
Look
[Verse 1]
I’m a motherfucking gangster
Lip gloss
Black nail tips
Came up where they take first
We don’t ever take shit
Hood baby with the big dreams
Turned ‘em to a hit list
Ride for me
You might eat
Cross me
You get dismissed
I’m a hustler
I’m heartless
Turn pain into profit
If you ain’t talking numbers
Then we changing the topic
You say you from the struggle
But I just see gossip
I came from where the puddles
Hide the shells in the water
[Chorus]
I’m a motherfucking gangster
Hustler
Came from the gutter
Don’t trust ya
On that Billy the Kid
Quick draw shit
Harley Quinn
Red lip
Little toxic
I’m a motherfucking gangster
Hustler
Pray for my soul
I corrupt ya
Say you ride or you die
I don’t buy it
I been solo in the smoke
I’m the pilot
[Verse 2]
On some outlaw
Wild west
Tattoo on my wrist say “blessed”
Got a blade in the bra
That’s a joke though
‘Cause my mind way sharper than the metal
You a love song
I’m a death note
You a text back
I’m a said-no
Got a smile like a saint
But I bend rules
Make a sinner say grace when I step through
Triple check every handshake
Every hug
Every glance fake
You a fan
Not a friend
Babe
You just wanna get your name placed
I was hungry on the late shift
Cold nights
Burned bridges
Now the plate so big
Everybody wanna taste it
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 24, 2025
Duration2:28
LanguageEnglish
Style
Moody R&B trap ballad with female vocals; slow swung tempo, deep sub bass and sparse detuned keys. Verses ride a laid‑back, menacing pocket with filtered drums and distant vocal chops. Chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and ad‑libs, 808 slides, and airy pads. Occasional guitar swells and riser FX add drama; keep the vocal dry and upfront, attitude on 10., slow, vocal, r&b
Credits
Prompt by
CaliShan
CaliShanModelAria v5
Prompt
Female vocal
I’m a motherfucking gangster
Hustler
I come from the streets I don’t trust ya
On some Machine Gun Kelly shit
Billy, the kid shit
Harley Quinn shit
Slow pace,R&B, gangsta music, stro
