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Lyrics
[Intro]
Mud on the Js
Ash in the tea glass
Chair on the porch
Whole block look mean, yeah (skrrt)
[Chorus]
This that porch talk, porch talk (ayy)
Yell it from the screen door, doors off (doors off)
Big mouth, big smoke, forked tongue
Whole gang gettin' loud off one crumb (one crumb)
This that porch talk, porch talk (what?)
Sliding on the set in a short walk (short walk)
If you feel froggy, then jump, boy
We been outside since lunch, boy (yeah yeah)
[Verse 1]
Rust on the rail, but my ring brand new
Slide like oil when I breeze past you
Cup so dark, got the sun look blue
Stomp on the step, make the whole wood move (boom)
Pocket got a limp, money drag one leg
Tires in the yard, but the truck still red
Heard you do the most for a lil' blue check
We do the most just to run up a check (facts)
[Chorus]
This that porch talk, porch talk (ayy)
Yell it from the screen door, doors off (doors off)
Big mouth, big smoke, forked tongue
Whole gang gettin' loud off one crumb (one crumb)
This that porch talk, porch talk (what?)
Sliding on the set in a short walk (short walk)
If you feel froggy, then jump, boy
We been outside since lunch, boy (yeah yeah)
[Verse 2]
Chain so bright make the paint look dusty
Plate so hot make a fake boy crusty
Slide on the curve, take two spots, comfy
You ain't from here, why your tone so jumpy? (huh?)
Satellite dish on a roof like a halo
Still cook work in a pot by the table
Talk so slick make a preacher say "maybe"
Hand so quick turn a threat to a fable (gone)
[Chorus]
This that porch talk, porch talk (ayy)
Yell it from the screen door, doors off (doors off)
Big mouth, big smoke, forked tongue
Whole gang gettin' loud off one crumb (one crumb)
This that porch talk, porch talk (what?)
Sliding on the set in a short walk (short walk)
If you feel froggy, then jump, boy
We been outside since lunch, boy (hey!)
Details
GeneratedJan 31, 2026
Duration2:09
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Southern trap knock with bouncy, swung drums and a grimy, twangy lead guitar riff looping like a chant. Male vocals barking upfront, ad-libs panned wide, call-and-response gang vocals on the hook. Verses ride a slippery, double-time pocket with reckless energy; 808 glides hit hard under clipped hi-hats and snare cracks. Mix stays loud and abrasive, clipping on purpose for a raw album-cut feel, with occasional drops to half-time for extra swagger before the hook slams back in., loud, raw
Credits
Prompt by
izayah
izayahModelAria v5
Prompt
Southern trap porch vibe, high-energy hood shit, bouncy hard drums, gritty twangy guitar, hype chant hook, reckless flows, shit-talking street bars, raw swagger, loud dirty album-cut mix. Flow slides
