Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Whole block jumpin' Whole block jumpin' (yeah) Say it with your chest Say it with your chest [Chorus] We go dumb, we go crazy, better back that Whole gang talk loud, you can’t match that Big step, big chain where the bag at I don’t talk, I just point, they attack that (rah) Head high, eyes red, got a halo Dirty hands, pure heart, that’s the payload If you hate, say it now, better say so ’Fore we pull up to your door like, "Okay, bro" (okay) [Verse 1] Came out the mud in my school shoes Still beat the odds, that’s a blues clue Mama had stress, had to move through Now it’s ten missed calls from the new crew You ain’t from the side where the dogs bark You ain’t had to tuck tears in a small car You ain’t had to make plays in a Walmart Pray the tag don’t beep at the door part Now it’s big racks, rubber bands, lil’ baby Whole fam on my back, that’s weighty You just talk on the net, y’all crazy We was really outside, not maybe (never) [Chorus] We go dumb, we go crazy, better back that Whole gang talk loud, you can’t match that Big step, big chain where the bag at I don’t talk, I just point, they attack that (skrrt) Head high, eyes red, got a halo Dirty hands, pure heart, that’s the payload If you hate, say it now, better say so ’Fore we pull up to your door like, "Okay, bro" [Verse 2] Real ones round me, that’s pressure Fake love come cheap, I don’t measure Took L after L, now it’s extras Whole plate so full, need stretchers (uh) You ain’t like me, we differ I was tryna stuff change in the Swisher You was tryna get likes on a picture Now you tryna dap up, I’m richer Still ten toes down, I ain’t switch sides Still same old kid with the big eyes Still talk to the Lord when the risk rise If they ever take me, let the kids shine (let ’em shine) [Chorus] We go dumb, we go crazy, better back that Whole gang talk loud, you can’t match that Big step, big chain where the bag at I don’t talk, I just point, they attack that (rah) Head high, eyes red, got a halo Dirty hands, pure heart, that’s the payload If you hate, say it now, better say so ’Fore we pull up to your door like, "Okay, bro"
Tags
rap, Aggressive Southern trap bounce with male vocals; thick, sub-heavy low end and sharp bass stabs driving a swung hi-hat grid. Sparse, detuned bell and synth plucks leave space around the lead, with glitchy, stuttered ad-libs tucked in the sides. Hook hits like a chant with stacked gang vocals; verses stay raw and close-mic’d, 808 slides and quick drops for impact, sudden mutes on the snare to spotlight punchline bars., bounce
Duration
2:16
Instrumental
No
Created
4/12/2026