

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Blue fit Big drip Wrong move He flip (ayy) [Verse 1] Crash down Outta nowhere, bad timing Lil temper If you touch me, I’m wilding (grrt) Whole crew tatted on my heart, that’s family Outcast, still the baddest in the galaxy Yeah I learned How to love what’s damaged Turn a lab rat To a whole new planet In the sand with a misfit queen She the calm in the chaos I bring [Chorus] I’m like Lilo with the Stitch, I don’t leave my gang Turn a small-town heart to a big-time name They tried lockin’ me away, I broke out them chains (Yeah, yeah) I broke out them chains I’m like Lilo with the Stitch, put it all on me If we fall, if we trip, we still land on feet We the strange, we the lost, but we still gon’ eat (Oh) we still gon’ eat [Verse 2] Talk tough But your bite ain’t deadly I was built For the pressure, I’m ready (ready) Had nothin’ Just trouble and a temper Then that one real love hit different, I remember Lil house Big heart, that’s home Surf waves Then we blow up phones From the beach to the boroughs, that’s range Still the same lil beast, just changed [Chorus] I’m like Lilo with the Stitch, I don’t leave my gang Turn a small-town heart to a big-time name They tried lockin’ me away, I broke out them chains (Yeah, yeah) I broke out them chains I’m like Lilo with the Stitch, put it all on me If we fall, if we trip, we still land on feet We the strange, we the lost, but we still gon’ eat (Oh) we still gon’ eat
Tags
rap, Dark NYC drill / trap hybrid with pop-leaning hook, male vocals. Distant eerie pads and plucked bells over sliding subs and skittering hi-hats; verses stay menacing and spacious, ad-libs tucked wide. Hook flips into a catchy, chantable melody with stacked harmonies on key phrases. Occasional distorted vocal chops and riser sweeps heighten tension before drops; last chorus hits with extra backing vocals and open hats for an anthemic finish., pop, hip hop, drill
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1/29/2026