Lyrics
[Intro]
Backseat reekin' of regrets (yeah)
Phone still buzzin’ like a nest
If I text you when I’m stressed
That’s a side quest, not a flex (nah)
[Verse 1]
She say, “You ain’t like the rest”
I said, “You right, I left”
I don’t cuddle, I collect
That’s a hobby, not a test
I don’t chase, I rotate
Like a playlist on shuffle
Got a roster so deep
Even Siri sound jealous when she mumble (hold up)
Hit her up at 2
She reply at 2:01
Told her “pull up in some sweats”
She pulled up like it’s prom
I’m the villain in her diary
Therapist in her DMs
She ask, “what are we?”
I said, “Right now? Just a feeling”
[Chorus]
I’m off the rails, off the ceiling (off it)
Too many calls, I keep deleting (gone)
If I fall in love, I’m tweaking
So I’m outside every evening
Too many faces in my weekend (woah)
Too many highs I keep on chasin’ (yeah)
God keep watchin’ while I’m sinkin’
Devil keep laughin’ at my patience (ha)
[Verse 2]
Woke up on a sofa
Wrong house, right aura
She said, “Boy, you toxic”
I said, “Girl, read the spoiler”
I’m a walking red flag
With the drip and the charm
Treat a fling like a lease
Thirty days, then I’m gone
Got a stash in the cupboard
Got my heart in the trunk
If commitment is a class
I’m the kid that always flunk
I do damage in the dark
Then act holy in the sun
Post a quote about growth
While I’m textin’ someone’s hun (wow)
[Chorus]
I’m off the rails, off the ceiling (off it)
Too many calls, I keep deleting (delete)
If I fall in love, I’m tweaking
So I’m outside every evening
Too many faces in my weekend (too many)
Too many highs I keep on chasin’ (keep chasin’)
God keep watchin’ while I’m sinkin’
Devil keep laughin’ at my patience (ha)
[Bridge]
I know this spiral got an end I ain’t seen yet
Mixin’ all my vices like a drink I’ll regret
If I ever slow down, will they still be in my bed?
Or am I only worth a text when I’m out my head?
[Chorus]
I’m off the rails, off the ceiling
Too many calls, I keep deleting
If I fall in love, I’m tweaking
So I’m outside every evening
Too many faces in my weekend
Too many highs I keep on chasin’
One day karma come collectin’
’Til then I’m laughin’ in the mayhem (yeah)
Style
rapgreasy east coast trap-rap hybridswung drums and menacing sub bass. sparse pluck loop leaves space for dense multisyllabic bars and clever punchlines. hook explodes with stacked male vocals and chanty crowd responsesad-libs panned wide. verses stay dry and upfront; subtle ambient pads creep in second half for a hazylate-night feel.
Prompt
A rap song about sleeping with multiple different women and doing drugs with witty punchlines
Credits
Prompt byLil_Dumbass
GeneratedApr 15, 2026
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