Lyrics
[Intro]
[needle scratch, crowd chatter]
Four twenty on the clock, what’s up
(lighter flick) little spark, then we lift it up
Whole room tilt when the smoke get thick
I’m that cartoon villain with the big green twist (ha!)
[Verse 1]
Hit that bong, that glass go *blonk*
Big lungs, big laugh, brain pong ping-pong
Underground hoodie with the eyes all red
But the bars stay sharp like I’m wired instead
You a snack-size rapper, I’m a full-course munch
Chew your whole crew like a midday lunch
Got a bubble in my chest, then the bassline thump
Every word heavy like a ten-ton dump
You flex online, I flex in the cypher
You type tough love, I’m a live-wire writer
Turn your whole verse into background noise
Just a ringtone loop for the big smoke boys (hey!)
[Chorus]
Four twenty, hit that bong, let it breathe
Big clouds bounce when I weave, when I weave (woah)
If you step in my lane, better leave
‘Cause I smoke that weed and I smoke MCs
Four twenty, hit that bong, let it breathe
Cartoon brain, but the flow too deep
If you step in my lane, better leave
‘Cause I smoke that weed and I smoke MCs (yeah)
[Verse 2]
I don’t mumble, I mutter dark jokes
While I juggle three blunts and your fragile ego
You the type need filters on every upload
I’m the glitch in the frame, break the whole damn code
Got a sugar-rush jump with a hardcore snap
Kinda cute on the face, but I bite on the track
I’m the Saturday slap with the late-night bite
Rainbow shoes, black lungs, appetite for a fight
You chase clicks, I chase that light-head spin
Write mean little poems on your pride and skin
Every “uh” that you drop get sliced to confetti
While I scribble in the smoke, heavy-handed, petty (ha!)
[Chorus]
Four twenty, hit that bong, let it breathe
Big clouds bounce when I weave, when I weave
If you step in my lane, better leave
‘Cause I smoke that weed and I smoke MCs
Four twenty, hit that bong, let it breathe
Cartoon brain, but the flow too deep
If you step in my lane, better leave
‘Cause I smoke that weed and I smoke MCs (yeah, yeah)
[Bridge]
[rapid cuts, rewind]
Who want next?
Who talk tough when the room all dense?
I just grin with the cherry all bright
Let the green turn the whole pit light, then—
[Chorus]
Four twenty, hit that bong, let it breathe
Big clouds bounce when I weave, when I weave
If you step in my lane, better leave
‘Cause I smoke that weed and I smoke MCs
Four twenty, hit that bong, let it breathe
Cartoon brain, but the flow too deep
If you step in my lane, better leave
‘Cause I smoke that weed and I smoke MCs (smoke MCs)
Style
rapcartoonish underground cypher energy over bubblegum bass and glitchy noise bursts; upbeat boom-bap bounce with sharp turntable cuts and arcade fx. verses ride a tightdeep-pocket male vocal flowstacking internal rhymes and battle bars; hook explodes with gang shoutsstuttersand pitch-shifted ad-libs. sparse synth hits in the verseswide detuned leads in the chorussubby low end gluing it all together.tonebouncedeep flowturntablismunderground rapnoisefreestylehardcore
Prompt
Four twenty hit that bong smoke that weed, underground rap, hardcore, freestyle, battle rap, sound effects, turntablism, cartoon, bubblegum bass, deep flow, noise, tone, bounce, upbeat, male
Credits
Prompt by
KingDe4d
KingDe4dGeneratedApr 17, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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