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[Verse 1]
Top Gun, step in, air turn cold
I don't tweet threats, I just reach and reload
You love your twitter fingers more than your trigger fingers
I really press issues, you just press on your mentions
Talk tough in a thread, in the flesh get quiet
Whole timeline gassed, outside you don't try it
I ain't typing out beef, I just type in the address
Pull up on a clown, turn his cap to a address (yeah)
[Chorus]
Top Gun, I don't need no captions
Just one look, everybody know what happened (uh)
All that lip, all that lip till I come
You a pop-up ad, I'm the pop at your lungs
Top Gun, say my name, then run
Whole block know where the fuck I'm from (fuck)
Twitter fingers, you ain't built for the slums
Talk big shit, but you die by the tongue
[Verse 2]
You ain't slide, you scroll, lil' bitch, keep scrollin'
Got clips on my hip, you got clips that you postin'
You a quote-tweet killer, I'm a close-range sinner
Turn a space into a grave, let the pastor do dinner
Hit your block, it's a ghost town, all I hear is the click
You hit send, I hit corners, we ain't built the same, kid
You be prayin' for a like, I be prayin' they slip
You be beggin' for a follow, I be baggin' a zip (yeah)
[Chorus]
Top Gun, I don't need no captions
Just one look, everybody know what happened
All that lip, all that lip till I come
You a pop-up ad, I'm the pop at your lungs
Top Gun, say my name, then run (run)
Whole block know where the fuck I'm from
Twitter fingers, you ain't built for the slums
Talk big shit, but you die by the tongue
Details
GeneratedJan 31, 2026
Duration1:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hard-hitting boom-bap with gritty samples and crisp drums; male vocals riding a tight pocket. Verses start sparse with dry vocal and subtle vinyl hiss, then layers of filtered chops and low sub-bass build into an anthemic hook. Ad-libs stacked in key phrases, with a brief drop before the last chorus for a punchy reload moment., lyrical, freestyle
Credits
Prompt byBigDeac
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap, freestyle, lyrical, lots of swearing, lots of gun wordplay, name the song Top Gun, include a line saying “you love your twitter fingers more than your trigger fingers”
