Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Steel in my veins Steel on my hip Cold clear in my cup And a crown on the sip [Verse 1] Bar top sticky Bottle like a brick Vodka in my bloodstream Trigger finger itch Yellow on the jersey Black on the flag Whole squad ironclad Running with the rag Shots bark back alley Echo off the block That click-clack choir Make the heartbeat stop Gold ring heavy On the knuckle when I swing You talk like a peasant But you looking at a king [Chorus] Vodka in the veins Gunshots in the sky Crown on my head I was born to survive Steelers on my back Whole city gonna ride Bow when you step To the king of the grind [Verse 2] Ice in the glass Ice in my stare You shaking in sneakers You ain’t built for this air Terrible towel waving Like a war flag high Every stripe on that helmet Another reason you hide Bottle to the dome Then I slam it on the table Got a temper like a fuse Very short, very fatal Hear the snap, then the pop Then the scream, then it’s quiet I bring storm, bring smoke You just talk, you don’t try it [Bridge] Steel curtain in my chest Linebacker in my brain Every step is a blitz Every word is a flame Pour it up, pour it up Let the throat catch fire [low vocal register] I’m the king, I’m the king You just victims in the choir [Chorus]
Tags
rap, Aggressive East Coast trap banger, male vocals, tense strings and ominous piano over heavy 808s and crisp hats. Verses are double-time snarls with ad-libs tucked behind the lead; hook explodes with gang vocals and brass stabs. Short distorted vocal chops between sections, bass hits hard on every downbeat, mix pushes the vocal right in your face.
Duration
1:39
Instrumental
No
Created
1/9/2026