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Lyrics
[Intro]
[stomps and claps building]
Dirty boots on the floor (yeah)
Gold grill, little grin
March 17th sin
Let the bad luck in (come on)
[Verse 1]
Green fit, thick hips
Four leaves on her wrist
Shot glass, no twist
She said, "Blow, make a wish"
Lucky charms in her lap
Red hair, shamrock tat
Pulled up, trunk go bap
Whole block smell like gas
Black bottle, top pop
Irish blend in my cup
Brown skin, green crop
She keep bouncin’ it up
Pocket full of that clover
Whole squad never sober
Every dice that I roll
Turn a hater to a donor
[Chorus]
Shamrock stomp, let it bang in the club (stomp, stomp)
Gold in my grill, got luck in my blood
Green on her body, she thick in them jeans
Liquor in my left hand, right full of green
Shamrock stomp, whole block get live (get live)
Every sip that I take, feel the blessing survive
She throw it back slow like she chasin’ a dream
On this St. Paddy’s night, everything feel green (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Tall glass, no chaser
Eyes low, I’m a waster
She laugh, call me “Wasn’t planned”
Still ride like a racer
Her nails match my cash
Her friends match that stash
We toast, we clash
We dance, we crash
Gold chain on swing
Bar tab on me
Hood Saint, I’m king
Crown crooked, still G
If it’s bad, I flip that
Turn a loss to a stack
Kiss her lip, pull her back
She say, “Damn, you a snack”
[Chorus]
Shamrock stomp, let it bang in the club (stomp, stomp)
Gold in my grill, got luck in my blood
Green on her body, she thick in them jeans
Liquor in my left hand, right full of green
Shamrock stomp, whole block get live (get live)
Every sip that I take, feel the blessing survive
She throw it back slow like she chasin’ a dream
On this St. Paddy’s night, everything feel green (woah)
[Bridge]
[beat drops to just stomp and clap]
If you blessed, throw it up (throw it up)
If you stressed, pour a cup (pour a cup)
If she bad, back it up (back it up)
If you lit, don’t stop, don’t stop
[Chorus]
Shamrock stomp, let it bang in the club (stomp, stomp)
Gold in my grill, got luck in my blood
Green on her body, she thick in them jeans
Liquor in my left hand, right full of green
Shamrock stomp, whole block get live (get live)
Every sip that I take, feel the blessing survive
She throw it back slow like she chasin’ a dream
On this St. Paddy’s night, everything feel green (yeah)
Details
GeneratedMar 17, 2026
Duration2:27
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Gritty Dirty South banger with heavy stomp-and-clap kit, trunk-rattling subs, and eerie whistle lead. Male vocals, aggressive triplet flows on verses; chorus opens into a chant-style hook with stacked gang vocals and call-and-response ad-libs. Minimal synth layers, focus on drums and vocal swagger, with occasional tape-stop FX dropping into beatless moments before the hook slams back in., dirty south rap
Credits
Prompt by
Poet419
Poet419ModelAria v5
Prompt
A hard hitting dirty south rap with heavy spoon clap and stomp about St Patrick's day and the luck of the Irish liquor weed and sexy girls dressed in green
