Lyrics
[Intro]
Bass in the backseat
Paper in the front
Judge on my shoulder
I still do what I want (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Check in on Tuesday
Lines out the door
Clipboards, side-eyes
Same cheap floor
Probation in my pocket like a folded note
One wrong move
Whole life on remote
Anklet on my ankle
Buzz when I step
Dreams in the trap house
Heart on my neck
Cornbread on the stove at my granny crib
Breaking me a corner just to feel like a kid
[Chorus]
Cornbread, court dates
Heavy on my brain, on my plate (uh)
Red heads riding in the back, no brakes (skrrt)
Bass so loud that it shake my case
Cornbread, court dates
Trying to stay free, stay straight
Red heads laughing with the freckles on blaze
Bass hit hard, make the whole block raise
[Verse 2]
Public defender
Talking too fast
Name on a file
Treat me like the last
Still got a flame with the copper tone
Hair like a warning cone, scrolling my phone
Short fuse, long night, she don’t judge my past
One hand on the wheel, other hand on my cast
She say “take a bite, baby, everything warm”
Cornbread in the middle of a thunderstorm
I text “I’m good” while I feel that knot
Every bass hit match every bad thought (boom)
[Bridge]
Stamped papers on the table
Grease stains on the same cloth
She got that wild red halo
Laugh loud, shake the weight off
Probation in my shadow
Past in my taste
Cornbread on my fingers
Bass in my face
[Chorus]
Cornbread, court dates
Heavy on my brain, on my plate
Red heads riding in the back, no brakes
Bass so loud that it shake my case
[Chorus]
Style
rapthick trunk-rattling bass and eerie trap bellsmid-tempo. verses spit in a tightconversational flow with ad-libs tucked in the sides; hook explodes with shouted group vocals and layered doubles. sparse piano stabs on downbeatssub shaking the floor. mix the vocal gritty and upfrontlike a smoke-filled basement show.
Prompt
A rap song about probation, corn bread, Red heads with a lot of bass
Credits
Prompt bySolarFilter895
GeneratedDec 30, 2025
ModelAria v5
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