Lyrics
[Verse]
Pockets got weight, they obese in the backseat,
Leather smell rich, coupe colder than a black ski.
Wheels spin hypnotic, watch 'em do the ballet,
Dashboard glowing like a scene outta Valet.
Cuban links dancin', neck doing the salsa,
Gold on my teeth, I be eating enchiladas.
Whip so exotic, can't pronounce the designer,
Engine growling deeper than a late-night reminder.
[Chorus]
Chrome dreams, I’m ridin' in chrome dreams,
Every lane I switch, man, it feel like a whole scene.
Chrome dreams, yeah, life in them chrome beams,
Shining so hard, they mistook it for moon gleam.
[Verse 2]
Seats got that heat, toast warm in December,
Bank account numbers longer than I remember.
Drip too loud, I’m flooding the silence,
Wallet got power, got the green, no violence.
Double doors open like wings of a phoenix,
Gas got me floating, spaceship feel scenic.
Counting blue faces, yeah, I’m stacking the painters,
Art in my pockets, now I’m walking like a banker.
[Chorus]
Chrome dreams, I’m ridin' in chrome dreams,
Every lane I switch, man, it feel like a whole scene.
Chrome dreams, yeah, life in them chrome beams,
Shining so hard, they mistook it for moon gleam.
Style
and vocal stabs create a confident but chill vibe. energetic yet laid-back flow matches the beat's swagger.male vocals with a raspy edge; deep 808straprapid hi-hatsbass-heavyrapdeepeerie synthsbouncy
Prompt
rap, deep voice that is s little raspy, got confidence, male, kind of chill but also a vibe, money, expensive cars, kind of matching a beat like “Broly by Ski mask the slump god”
Credits
Prompt byFunkyPattern12
GeneratedSep 1, 2025
ModelAria v4
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