White Pickup

**[Intro – distorted 808s, hi-hats rattling fast, sinister synth lead]**  
Yeah…  
I’m posted on these steps, bitch  
White pickup never slide…  
Fuck it  

**[Chorus – screamed/aggressive delivery, heavy auto-tune on the hooks]**  
I been waitin’ on that white pickup to pull up (skrrt!)  
But it never does, never does, never does!  
I been waitin’ on that white pickup to pull up (where you at?!)  
But it never does, never does – fuck love!  
Dust on the drive, heart gone cold, I’m done waitin’  
Phone on silent, fingers shakin’, I’m rage-trappin’  
White pickup never comes, never comes, bitch  
I’m ’bout to burn this whole porch down with this clip!  

**[Verse 1 – fast-paced rage flow, double-time hi-hats]**  
Sittin’ on the steps, AR in my lap, eyes red  
Every engine sound got me twitchin’, thinkin’ you dead  
Coffee spilled, boots laced tight, I’m ready for war  
You said “I’m comin’ back,” liar – what you take me for?  
Gravel still clean, no tire marks, no smoke  
I text “where you at?” blue ticks laughin’ – you ghost  
Heartbeat bangin’ like these 808s in the trunk  
Hope turned to rage, now I’m loadin’ up the pump  
You sold it? Traded me? Parked at her crib?  
I’ll pull up myself, mask on, no kid  
Stars comin’ out, but I’m seein’ red dots  
White pickup dreams turned to blood clots  

**[Chorus – even louder, ad-libs echoing]**  
I been waitin’ on that white pickup to pull up (pull up!)  
But it never does, never does, never does! (fuck!)  
I been waitin’ on that white pickup to pull up (where?! )  
But it never does, never does – I’m finna erupt!  
Dust on the drive, heart gone cold, I’m done waitin’  
Trigger finger itchin’, porch light fadin’  
White pickup never comes, never comes, bitch  
Turn this heartbreak to a motherfuckin’ lick!  

**[Verse 2 – darker, slower for a second then explodes]**  
Crickets chirpin’ like they mockin’ me, phone on airplane  
Replayed every lie, every “baby I’ll change”  
This house creakin’ like the pain in my chest  
I gave you my all, now I’m givin’ you death threats  
In my head – spin the block in a blacked-out whip  
Chrome 22, make the headlights dip  
But I’m stuck here, chain-smokin’ regrets  
Dew on my jeans, tears mixed with sweat  
You won? Cool. Keep that truck, keep her too  
I’m turnin’ this pain into platinum revenue  
Rage in my veins, bass hittin’ like drums  
Tomorrow I won’t wait – I’ll just load up and come  

**[Bridge – breakdown, distorted vocals, heavy reverb]**  
Maybe you sold it… (sold it)  
Maybe you crashed… (haha)  
Maybe you’re scared ’cause you know I’m ’bout that…  
I’ll sit here till the moon bleed red  
Then I’m done playin’ victim – time to play with lead  

**[Final Chorus – full rage, screaming over chaotic beat drop]**  
WHITE PICKUP NEVER PULL UP! (never!)  
NEVER DOES, NEVER DOES – FUCK LOVE!  
I WAS WAITIN’ ON THAT WHITE PICKUP! (liar!)  
NOW I’M DONE, I’M DONE – LOAD IT UP!  
Burn the porch, burn the past, burn the hope  
Turn this heartbreak to a motherfucki

Country, Rage Trap, Blue Grass, Sad Acoustic, Hyperpop, 90S R&B Slow Jam, Drill, Emo Rap, Folk Punk, Synthwave, Phonk