Prompt / Lyrics
Yeah— Late night, trap house pulse like a heartbeat Dope in the safe, cash stacked deep on the seat Shorty in the kitchen, move dirty, smell sweet Nine in the waistband, strap ready, elite Skrrt out the driveway, tires eat asphalt Engine scream loud, fuck a cat, no default Quarter mile lined, neon tape on the asphalt Opps in the distance, yeah we bout to assault Girls on the hood, smoke clouds in the air Pockets full of green, fuck a care, take a dare DBoy hit the line, product everywhere Dice on the floor, luck run thin, truth or snare RAH— Switch lanes, lead foot, turbo hiss like a snake Cash in my hand, life on the line, no breaks Gunmetal rides, whispers of deals that we make Trap king crown, haters sleepin’, hearts we take Gasoline drip on the pavement like sweat Shorty ride shotgun, wet hair, no regrets DBoy laughing, pockets bulging, flexed Opps roll up, vanish quick, never get next Hook: Gasoline & guts, streets don’t forgive Trap house life, we live what we live Races, guns, girls, all the shit we give Filthy nights, catch the wave, then we pivot Verse 2: Stack the bricks, flip the wrist, double the grind Racing locals, tires smoke, leave 'em behind Shorty moan low, body drunk off the wine Nine under pillow, dreams sharp like a spine Trap meet lit, whips on display DBoys whisper moves, cards in play Shots pop in alley, no one stay Blood mix with gasoline, game don’t sway End: Sun rise gray, hood still awake Money gone, car still smoked, hearts ache Girls gone, straps tucked, stakes Trap house legend, leave nothing to fake
Tags
808s rattling like gunmetal, warped hi-hats, snare pops like shots, synth growls, turbo hiss, chaos dripping grime, filt
Duration
1:44
Instrumental
No
Created
3/6/2026