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Lyrics
[Intro]
Ash on the dash
Moon in the tint
Cold in my chest
Grin full of sin
[Verse 1]
Snow in the baggie, fog in my head
Smoke from the backseat, talking to the dead
Gold on my neck, but my heart in the red
Shorty in designer, lipstick cherry bled
Ghosts in the rearview, dancing in the beams
Skeletons tapping on the glass of my dreams
Engine like thunder, city looking small
If I ever slow down, swear I lose it all
[Chorus]
Got these ghosts in the backseat
Skeletons riding in the trunk
Money in the middle like a backstreet deal
And my girl rolling up that skunk
Dark lane, eyes on the roadside
Cold world, heat on my hip
Cocaine clouds in the dome light glow
And we ride, and we ride, don’t slip
[Verse 2]
Black rims turning like the clock in my chest
Powder on the card, can’t talk, just test
Weed in the air, smell stuck in her dress
She laugh at the danger, say she love the stress
Bills in the console, blood on the past
Ghost of my father in the glass when we pass
Skeleton keys to a house I won’t own
Heart full of people, but I’m still alone
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 8, 2026
Duration1:49
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark melodic trap with cavernous bass and sparse hats, eerie bell plucks and reversed vocal chops. Verses stay tight and rhythmic, low male vocals with occasional pitched ad-libs; hook widens with layered harmonies and a distorted 808 that growls under the lead. Snare rolls and risers lift into each chorus, then drop back into a haunted, minimal pocket.
Credits
Prompt by
0bl1v10n
0bl1v10nModelAria v5
Prompt
Dark trap, about cocaine, weed, skeletons, ghosts, cars, money, and a girl by my side
