Hot Pocket Flex

[Verse]
Microwave buzzing, my wrist got the flick,
Hot Pocket lava, let it cool real quick.
Steaming in my palm, gold glow like a chain,
Pepperoni dripping, sauce flooding my brain.
[Chorus]
Hot Pocket! Pocket full of heat,
Steak and cheese dreams, can’t skip the beat.
Bite too soon, tongue burnt on repeat,
Hold my dinner flex, snack game elite.
[Verse 2]
Freezer vault swag, stacked box on deck,
These pockets got me flying, no private jet.
Fillin’ up a plate, I’m chef with finesse,
Crispy sleeve whip, got my heat to the test.
[Bridge]
Rolling with the crew, late-night munchies,
Pocket in my hand, feelin’ real crunchy.
Double up the stack, no need for cutlery,
Straight to the dome, feast it all comfortably.
[Chorus]
Hot Pocket! Pocket full of heat,
Steak and cheese dreams, can’t skip the beat.
Bite too soon, tongue burnt on repeat,
Hold my dinner flex, snack game elite.
[Verse 3]
Pocket got the drip like the sauce gon’ spill,
Flavor worth a milli, hit the jackpot, trill.
Stuffed crust center, my late-night thrill,
Smacked by the taste, can’t handle the real.

rap, bass-heavy, playful, trap