Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Deal it slow, read the face
He lean back, I smell the bait
One bad call, whole stack gone
One wrong step, now the lights off
Pocket pair, table cold
He don’t blink, I know the code
Bluff too long, you feed the beast
Big smile mean he brought the squeeze
Ace high, but he might have more
Heart beat loud by the felt-floor
Count my outs, count my sins
In this room, nobody wins
You see that grin? That’s the knife
He said “check,” now he cut my life
If I chase, I pay that fee
Poker got no mercy for me
[Chorus]
Poker is fun, but it bites
Poker is fun, but it bites
One wrong move, then you pay
One wrong move, then you fade
Not for the weak
Not for the weak
Read the room
Or get cooked by the heat
[Verse 2]
Chip stack low, but my pride high
Took my time, then I caught eye
He twitch his thumb, he protect that lie
I seen real fear in a fake calm sky
River card like a gunshot
Silence hit, then the room locked
I got value, I got doubt
Same damn hand, whole life’s out
Call too loose, get stripped bare
Fold too late, leave your cash there
Every table got a graveyard
Every smile got a hard scar
I’m at the edge, still I lean in
Cold sweat on the skin I’m in
Deal me pain, I still might stay
That’s the kind of game we play
[Chorus]
Poker is fun, but it bites
Poker is fun, but it bites
One wrong move, then you pay
One wrong move, then you fade
Not for the weak
Not for the weak
Read the room
Or get cooked by the heat
[Bridge]
Half the room gone quiet
One breath, then I buy it
He slid that stack like a threat
I knew right then I’d sweat
[Final Chorus]
Poker is fun, but it bites
Poker is fun, but it bites
One wrong move, then you pay
One wrong move, then you fade
Not for the weak
Not for the weak
Read the room
Or get cooked by the heat
Details
GeneratedJul 14, 2026
Duration2:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
Fast rap, 200 BPM, male vocals; hard-snapped drums with frantic triplet hi-hats and sliding bass hits. Verse 1 stays tense and clipped, riding bare kick-snare and a nervous chip-click loop; pre-chorus strips to voice and hats, then chorus slams with doubled hook lines, gang shouts, and a rising siren stab. Bridge drops to half-time with a filtered piano motif, then final chorus returns bigger and sharper. Dry close-mic lead, stacked ad-libs, bright punchy mix with gritty low-end weight., rap
Credits
Prompt by
racingman420
racingman420ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Poker is fun but stressful you don’t know if they laying or they got something one wrong play your fucked if you don’t fold or now when to you fucked poker is not for the weak, rap 200 bpm, male fast
