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Lyrics
[Intro]
Whole list in my notes
Whole list in my phone (yeah)
Say they steppers?
Watch this
[Verse 1]
Lil Chrome got a prop in his vid, that’s rental
Swear he got “sticks” but the barrel look gentle
Seen him in person, he folded like dental
Soft boy, talk tough through a comment stencil
Young Draco said he took trips with a load
GPS screenshots, never left his zip code
Cap in his captions, crop out the store code
Tag on his jacket still swing on the wardrobe
Ice Rell in the club with a loaner chain
Whole crew thirsty, share one bottle, same lane
Flash on, angles tight, tryna crop out shame
I was in the back countin’ cash off a real stain
Paper Jax claim he ran through the opp block
He was at the mall gettin’ pressed in the food spot
Cameras caught panic in his eyes, had a mood drop
I was in a hoody eatin’ fries when the mood popped (facts)
[Chorus]
They just paper chains and platinum lies (yeah)
Screenshots saved, I don’t gotta try
Name by name, I don’t let it slide
Lil Chrome, Young Draco, you decide
Ice Rell, Paper Jax, pick a side
You rap that life, I provide receipts
You rap that war, I provide the streets
You rap that step, I define the beat
Paper chains and platinum lies on repeat (on repeat)
[Verse 2]
Lil Chrome talk “body for body,” that’s jokes
Only thing dyin’ is the stash on his folks
Got his mom card maxed on designer he post
Talk about smoke, he allergic to smoke
Young Draco flex “plug” on a burner app
Whole time that “plug” is his cousin with a starter pack
Say he got pounds, but the zip look flat
Whole ounce on the ‘gram, that’s a Reggie pack
Ice Rell throw cash on a rented couch
Pick it back up when the story close out
Saw him at the ATM, fifteen out
Ask for a feature, he offered a shout
Paper Jax say his chain got a custom cut
Google image show the same piece, that’s tough
Type big threats but his lyrics all fluff
Talk big checks, but his bank stay rough (broke)
[Chorus]
They just paper chains and platinum lies
Screenshots saved, I don’t gotta try
Name by name, I don’t let it slide
Lil Chrome, Young Draco, you decide
Ice Rell, Paper Jax, pick a side
You rap that life, I provide receipts
You rap that war, I provide the streets
You rap that step, I define the beat
Paper chains and platinum lies on repeat (on repeat)
[Bridge]
Say a name, I can pull up stats
Old posts, same shoes, same flat
New vid, same cap, same act
Same fear in they face when it’s all subtract (gone)
Details
GeneratedFeb 7, 2026
Duration2:33
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Bleak drill-trap beat, dark detuned piano loop with eerie high-passed keys, sliding sub-heavy 808s and crisp, ticking hats. Male vocals, cold and dry in the verses with tight doubles on rhyme ends; hook explodes with wider stereo ad-libs and subtle octave layer. Sparse, menacing atmosphere; bass swells between lines to let the disrespect land, occasional stutter drops and tape stops before punchlines., fake, drill
Credits
Prompt by
izayah
izayahModelAria v5
Prompt
style drill trap: cold deadpan menace, grim street tales, explicit disrespect, naming fake rap opps (Lil Chrome, Young Draco, Ice Rell, Paper Jax), exposing frauds, dark piano, sliding 808s, ruthless
