

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Uh Look [Verse 1] Met Megan, now my whole block blessed Both hands round me, got my heart in a mess Queen with the heat, turn the room to a sweat Every kiss feel risky, like a lifetime bet Laugh so loud, shake frames off the wall Pull up, doors swing, you the star of the crawl Red nails on my neck, swear I barely can breathe Still I beg for a bite every time that you leave (come back) [Chorus] It's a tourcher chamber of love when we locked in You the only one I trust with my toxins Got me grateful, got me prayin' to the top end Every scar that you gave, I wanna rock them (yeah) Tourcher chamber of love, keep the door shut You the one that make a gangsta feel starstruck Tat your name on my chest like a war cut If this what hurt is, I want more of that rough stuff (yeah) [Verse 2] She a problem, I don't wanna be cured Talk slick in my ear, got my vision all blurred We play fight, bite marks all over my pride She push back, I push deeper, we collide Street kid, but you turn me to a soft flex Whole hood know I'm yours when we send texts Hands tied to the headboard, I don't tap Only time I fold is when I fall in your lap (ugh) [Chorus] It's a tourcher chamber of love when we locked in You the only one I trust with my toxins Got me grateful, got me prayin' to the top end Every scar that you gave, I wanna rock them (rock them) Tourcher chamber of love, keep the door shut You the one that make a gangsta feel starstruck Tat your name on my chest like a war cut If this what hurt is, I want more of that rough stuff (more, more) [Bridge] Queen, say my name when the lights go black Lip print on my throat, can't give that back Blessed and bruised, yeah, we mix that bad But I'm thankful for every wild night we had (on god) [Chorus] It's a tourcher chamber of love when we locked in You the only one I trust with my toxins Got me grateful, got me prayin' to the top end Every scar that you gave, I wanna rock them Tourcher chamber of love, keep the door shut You the one that make a gangsta feel starstruck Tat your name on my chest like a war cut If this what love is, I want all of that rough stuff (yeah)
Tags
rap, Hardcore gangsta rap bounce with heavy 808s, sharp trap hats, and snarling bass. Male vocals, aggressive but playful delivery; verses tight and punchy with quick internal rhymes. Hook explodes with shouted group vocals, ad-libs, and a stomping beat drop. Brief breakdown in the bridge for whispered, intimate bars before slamming back into the final chorus.
2:28
No
3/1/2026