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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Look at me
Too fine
Too free
[Verse 1]
Fresh cut, skin glow, teeth bright
Walk in, every jaw drop on sight
He like "where you from?" I say "out ya league"
Smile gold, but your wallet on leave
Tag pop, I ain't checkin' no price
He tryna flex with a borrowed device
Screenshots, all my texts on read
You can't buy a seat at this bed, boy, please
[Pre-Chorus]
I know you want a taste, I see you stare
Hand on my waist like you own it there
But if the bank don’t match that talk you speak
Then you just background noise to the main event—me
[Chorus]
I’m hot, I’m sexy, yeah, I’m living in a league
Every boy want access, beggin’ for the key
But I never let a broke boy play with me
I’m top tier, baby, I’m a fantasy
I’m hot, I’m sexy, yeah, I’m living in a league
All eyes on my body when I hit the scene
But I never let a broke boy play with me
Play with me, play with me
[Verse 2]
Lil waist, big talk, big thrills
He got dreams, I got paid-up bills
"If you love me, you would ride or die"
Baby, gas is high, can you even drive?
Wanna hold my hand, can't hold a job
He want this love, I want a heartthrob
You can't spin me with a sweet cliche
If you can't even cover valet
[Pre-Chorus]
I know you want a taste, I see you stare
Hand on my waist like you own it there
But if the bank don’t match that talk you speak
Then you just background noise to the main event—me
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
If you got it, then show it, don’t hide that proof
Credit good, soul good, then we might move
But baby if you lying, then I slide, I ghost
I’m the prize, I’m the win, I’m the headline post
[Female Rap Feature]
He like "you so fine," I’m like "boy, I know"
Got his rent in my purse, and I still move slow
You a snack, I’m a meal, five-course on plates
You got vibes, I got flights, I got booked-up dates
You can’t touch this body off a compliment
Need respect, real checks, plus confidence
I’m the one, I’m the two, I’m the whole damn three
Talk rich, walk rich if you talk to me (yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
I know you want a taste, I see you stare
Hand on my waist like you own it there
But if the bank don’t match that talk you speak
Then you just background noise to the main event—me
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 13, 2026
Duration2:53
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Glossy pop-rap banger with male vocals front and center and a confident female rap feature. Bright synth stabs, crisp drums, and bouncy bass drive the verses; pre-chorus strips back to claps and sub, letting the vocal runs shine. Chorus explodes with stacked harmonies, falsetto ad-libs, and a soaring #C hook. Occasional guitar riffs double the topline on the high notes; keep it club-ready, slick, and smug., hip-hop, pop, vocal
Credits
Prompt by
PyramidRecords
PyramidRecordsModelAria v5
Prompt
Pop, Hip-hop, male vocal (lgbtq), female rapper feature, rifts, runs, falsetto, high notes #C, A song about being hot and sexy feeling confident, all boys want you, but you never let a broke boy play
