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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Keagan on the block, but he move like a joke
Clapped bike wheeze, battery rattle when he poke
Stocker in the chain, then stock X on the shoe
Talk big in the chat, in the flesh he a oof
Double chin swing when he lean on the seat
All that roll on his frame, can't keep up with the beat
Fat boy can't wheelie, just tip and recline
Try to drop his shi back, bike fold every time
No girls in the picture, no texts, no call
He post for the mirror, then delete it all
Say he got sauce, but the sauce run thin
I seen more motion in a parked-up bin
[Pre-Chorus]
He want smoke, but he puff and he cough
He talk like a king, but he look so off
Lean too hard, now the frame won't stay
Keagan hit panic when the chain gives way
[Chorus]
Clapped bike, clapped bike, hear it rattle
Keagan can't ride, can't win that battle
Clapped bike, clapped bike, whole thing shaky
Fat boy roll by, looking mad half-wavy
Clapped bike, clapped bike, chain keep singing
No girls round him, still he keep on grinning
Clapped bike, clapped bike, hear that thunk
Tryna act tough, but he stuck in a slump
[Verse 2]
He say he built for the speed, I say built for the pause
Pants pulled tight, whole fit got flaws
One leg down, he still can't launch
Bounce off curb, then he blame the launch
Stocker on the tire, then he flex the receipt
But the ride so weak, got the street on repeat
Double chin bounce every time he talk
Look at that wobble when he take that walk
He tried to stunt, got humbled on sight
Front end dipped, then he lost that fight
No girls near Keagan, no love in the zone
Just him and that clatter and a cracked-up phone
[Bridge]
Yeah, I said it, now the block gon' know
He all talk, no grip, no glow
One more try and the whole thing snap
Keagan ride a wreck, then he blame the map
[Chorus]
Clapped bike, clapped bike, hear it rattle
Keagan can't ride, can't win that battle
Clapped bike, clapped bike, whole thing shaky
Fat boy roll by, looking mad half-wavy
Clapped bike, clapped bike, chain keep singing
No girls round him, still he keep on grinning
Clapped bike, clapped bike, hear that thunk
Tryna act tough, but he stuck in a slump
Details
GeneratedJun 5, 2026
Duration2:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
Crunk rap with menacing 140 BPM bounce, trunk-rattling drums, sharp handclaps, and a grimy Memphis-like swing; verse rides fast with tight internal rhymes, pre-chorus strips to drum hits and shouted pickups, chorus hits with gang-style repeats and a filthy bass pulse. Lead vocal is aggressive and dry in verses, doubled and yelled on hooks, with ad-lib stabs and delay throws on punchlines. Metal scrape risers, short reverse cymbal swells, and phone-ring glitches into each hook. Bright, punchy, hard-edged mix with heavy low-end impact and clipped top end., rap
Credits
Prompt by
lil_jonn
lil_jonnModelAria v5.5
Prompt
disstrack on keagan by lil jonn clapped bike with battery rattle stocker then stock x double chin on his rolls he fat boy cant wheelie or drop his shi back and hes got no girls, rap hella flow
