Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Engine roar, mask on tight Gold teeth flash in the moonlight Whole block quiet when we pull up Say a prayer, then I load up [Verse 1] Jaguar jump from the curb, that’s a predator move Bugatti blue like the veins when the temperature cool Gold on my fingers, they glitter, that’s a regular view Gang at the table, it’s family, never a crew Bullets are flying, they singing, I study the tune I am going hunting at night, I don’t howl at the moon My rules written in blood, that’s the color of truth Talk tough, teeth on the ground, that’s a dental review Not here to play, we non stop Clock tick, then the shell drop Eyes red, but the faith strong God see every one of these wrongs [Chorus] We ride Jaguar, rules of the jungle Bugatti ghosts slide out the tunnel Gold on fingers, grip that steel Gang people move, they know it’s real We not play, we non stop Life on edge, that line don’t drop Say my name in the dark, that’s fatal God over evil, hand on the halo [Verse 2] Dark tint, can’t read eyes, just read scars Whole past written in smoke, not in memoirs Gang by the door, that’s a guard dog posture Heart got colder than the stone on the altar Bags on the table, that’s weight, that’s pressure Snakes in the grass, I trim for leisure Bitch talk loud, then hush, I mute that lecture Hands so blessed, turn pain to treasure Faith in my chest like a bulletproof vest Still feel heat when I’m running these tests God watching every step I step Devil on my shoulder tryna cut that check We in danger, danger feel normal Street turns every good kid mortal I bend rules, but I don’t bend knee Pray hard, but I move like a beast [Chorus] We ride Jaguar, rules of the jungle Bugatti ghosts slide out the tunnel Gold on fingers, grip that steel Gang people move, they know it’s real We not play, we non stop Life on edge, that line don’t drop Say my name in the dark, that’s fatal God over evil, hand on the halo
Tags
rap, Hard trap beat with snarling 808s and sharp hi-hats, dark brass stabs, and eerie bell motifs. Male vocals with aggressive triplet flows and double-time pockets, ad-libs tucked wide. Hook drops into a simpler chant over a heavier sub and sparse percussion, then verses stack rhythmic density and background shouts for a relentless street-anthem feel., hip hop
Duration
2:08
Instrumental
No
Created
1/10/2026