Lyrics
[Intro – whispered, phone vibration FX]
Ping
Too late.
I don’t text back — I text receipts.
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[Verse 1 – slow drill flow]
Gloss on, voice low,
I left — you thought I’d fold?
Heart black, chrome tone,
I’m offline, don’t check the phone.
Woo energy, heels click,
Soft lips, sharp wit.
You send “where you at?”
I send silence. That’s it.
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[Chorus – bouncy hook, cold vocals]
Don’t text when I’m gone,
I warned you in every song.
Now I’m ghost in Dior,
And your name ain’t strong.
Don’t text when I leave,
That “u up?” won’t breathe.
Pinktan don’t chase —
She walk off, then delete.
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[Verse 2 – confident, bossed-up tone]
You had access — now I’m paywall.
You had love — now I’m AWOL.
You had “maybe” — now it’s “nah.”
I’m the silence you can’t draw.
Christian Dior on my chest,
Bass heavy like what’s left.
I gave peace, you gave stress —
Now I flex, in ghostmode dress.
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[Bridge – low + glitched voice FX]
No closure, no please.
I exit in MP3s.
Check my name? You’ll see:
I’m the one you couldn’t keep.
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[Final Chorus – harder beat drop + stacked adlibs]
Don’t text when I’m gone,
Don’t cry when I’m cold.
You saw a girl in love —
I became the code.
Don’t text when I’m ghost,
Too soft? Now I boast.
You post “regret” — I post coast.
Pinktan out. You toast.
Style
nyc drill x trap with haunting vocal sampledeep 808sclean female flowboss energyheartbreak in basslines.
Credits
Prompt by
Pinktan
PinktanGeneratedJan 3, 2026
ModelAria v5
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