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Lyrics
[Intro]
Flurries in the rearview
Sky hangin’ low
Black ice on the backroad
Carolina cold
[Verse 1]
Bald tires on the Tahoe
Threads showin’ like a bad truth
Slide sideways down a gravel lane
Heartbeat drummin’ in my rib cage, woof
Mama said stay home
Boss said “you late”
Rent sittin’ on my dashboard
Got me skatin’ for the pay
Salt trucks stuck in traffic
Lines long at the store
I’m prayin’ over gas fumes
Foot heavy, can’t afford
[Chorus]
Bald tires in a Carolina snowstorm
Prayin’ I don’t spin when I hit that turn
Whole life sittin’ on this worn-out tread
If I make it back, I’ma earn my bread
Bald tires in a Carolina snowstorm
Grip this wheel like it’s all I own
If the road wanna test me, let it howl and moan
I been ridin’ on the edge, made the edge my home
[Verse 2]
Frostbite on the window
Defrost on blast
Thrift-store hoodie
Chapped hands on the glass
Phone light glow
“Girl, you crazy where you at?”
I’m somewhere between a paycheck
And slippin’ through a crack
Church closed but I still talk
Breath foggin’ every word
“Keep me steady, keep me steady”
Hope somebody up there heard
Snow stackin’ on the hood
Bills stacked even higher
Either park it and go under
Or slide out through the fire
[Chorus]
Bald tires in a Carolina snowstorm
Prayin’ I don’t spin when I hit that turn
Whole life sittin’ on this worn-out tread
If I make it back, I’ma earn my bread
Bald tires in a Carolina snowstorm
Grip this wheel like it’s all I own
If the road wanna test me, let it howl and moan
I been ridin’ on the edge, made the edge my home
[Bridge]
If I fishtail, let me land on my feet (yeah)
If I skid out, let me slide to the beat (hey)
It’s a thin line, white lines, snow in my teeth
But I been driftin’ through the struggle
Ain’t a ditch I can’t leave
[Chorus]
Bald tires in a Carolina snowstorm
Prayin’ I don’t spin when I hit that turn
Whole life sittin’ on this worn-out tread
If I make it back, I’ma earn my bread
Bald tires in a Carolina snowstorm
Grip this wheel like it’s all I own
If the road wanna test me, let it howl and moan
I been ridin’ on the edge, made the edge my home
Details
GeneratedFeb 2, 2026
Duration2:35
LanguageTL
Style
rap, Gritty Southern trap-rap with female vocals; swung hi-hats and skittering snares over a growling sub-bass, eerie bell loop, and sparse piano stabs. Verses sit low and conversational, then snap into a hard, chantable hook with layered gang vocals and hit drops on the title line for maximum impact. Occasional ad-libs and drops for performance swagger.
Credits
Prompt byDefeatingOdin0
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Bald tires, north carolina snow storm rap female
