Lyrics
[Intro]
[whispered vocals]
Ass, gas, or grass
Reaper still tax that
Every favor, every pass
He gon’ cash that
[Verse 1]
Empty bottle in the backseat
Ashtray full of old plans
Ghost of who I was
Tappin on my cold hands
Passed on the love for the fast bands
Took every hit like a crash test
Depression in the distance
Now it’s sittin in the guest bed
Mama said "pick your poison"
I picked all three, then I blacked
Reaper ridin in the rearview
Smilin like he know the contract
[Chorus]
Ass, gas, or grass
Reaper got receipts for that
Everything you flex, he tax
Every little high, he snatch
Ass, gas, or grass
Deal with a grin, then dash
You can pay in pain or racks
Either way he want it back
[Verse 2]
I was sleepin on a thin line
Couch creak, heart weak, blue glow
Scrollin through the names that left
Feelin like I’m next to go
Succession on the family tree
Who gon’ take this weight from me
Take these demons, take these dreams
Turn the chains into a key
Turned my breakdown to a blueprint
Turned my ghost into a guide
Now the reaper ridin shotgun
But success behind the wheel this time
[Chorus]
Style
rapdark minimal trapdetuned bells over a menacing bass linesparse hats with occasional triplet burstsdeep male vocals in a closealmost whispered tone. verses stay tight and rhythmicriding the pocket; hook opens with layered low-octave doubles and distant eerie ad-libs. sub drops hit under the title linewith ghostly reversed textures swelling into each chorus.deep
Prompt
Dark trap with deep vocals, about ass gas or grass, reaper, ghost, succession, depression, success
Credits
Prompt by
0bl1v10n
0bl1v10nGeneratedJan 11, 2026
ModelAria v5
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