

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Used to talk big, huh? Now look at you Listen [Verse 1] Jack fell off Whole brand look dusty Flexed on the net But the math real ugly Screenshots saved Receipts in a folder Online tough guy In real life colder Chased every trend ’Til the trends ran past him Thought it was forever Then the views stopped askin’ Credit cards cry Every swipe, more panic House of weak stunts Now the whole thing crashing [Chorus] Jack fell off, that’s facts, that’s it Used to flash racks, now he’s drowning in debt Talk real loud but his pockets stay quiet Broke boy energy, whole life on private (yeah) Jack fell off, can’t hide that slip Menace to the girls, every DM a risk Clout turned sour, karma made the edit He was “up next”, now he wish we’d forget it [Verse 2] He a red flag Wrapped up in a blue check Talking ’bout respect But he never once proved that Hearts in his messages Stacked like trophies Leave when he’s done Block ’em when they’re lonely All those pranks Just a mask for the damage Built on the backs Of the ones he took advantage Timeline tired We can see through the act Whole “nice guy” script But the patterns don’t match [Chorus] Jack fell off, that’s facts, that’s it Used to flash racks, now he’s drowning in debt Talk real loud but his pockets stay quiet Broke boy energy, whole life on private (woah) Jack fell off, can’t hide that slip Menace to the girls, every DM a risk Clout turned sour, karma made the edit He was “up next”, now he wish we’d forget it [Bridge] You were never that real, just hype All staged life, all lights When the lies ran out, who’s left? Just you and that empty flex (yeah) [Chorus] Jack fell off, that’s facts, that’s it Used to flash racks, now he’s drowning in debt Talk real loud but his pockets stay quiet Broke boy energy, whole life on private Jack fell off, can’t hide that slip Menace to the girls, every DM a risk Clout turned sour, karma made the edit He was “up next”, now he wish we’d forget it
Tags
rap, Aggressive trap beat at 142 BPM, detuned bells over snarling 808s and sharp hi-hats. Male vocals delivered with tight triplet flows and emphatic end-rhymes; hook explodes with stacked gang shouts and octave doubles. Verses stay chesty and confrontational, brief filtered-drop before final chorus for extra punch.
1:40
No
2/16/2026