Platty ho DAT
by Gh0zt in the C0d3 · Hip-Hop/Rap › Trap · Made with Suno · 0 plays
The story behind this song
Wrote this song to solidify the catch phrase "platty ho", which is slang for saying a song is platinum selling quality, stamp that platty ho! Pay me!
Style
trap, gangsta, dark, phonk, rap
Prompt
Gangsta Trap, dark symphony, phonk
Lyrics
"I'm the reaper of the mic... Torn from the dark... reborn... No fear. No remorse. Something new is coming... *snare crack* Platty ho! Money in the bank, hard ass songs, cuz I'm reapin' the mic Platty ho! Where’s the distribution? Sign this – an I'm robbin bank Platty ho! Platty ho! Watch the streams flood, let the haters hate on dis Platty ho! Platty ho! Reaper’s here – no fuckin way I can miss wit this shit! Reapers war ready, so let's go to war! I spit these hard ass tracks like they’re crack in the veins, Harder than the blade I swing ya blood get drained I make beats that hit harder than a bullet in the brain, Every bar a body count, every hook a platinum dream I know these songs gon’ sell, I feel it in my chest, I feel it in my soul, gimme my check no guessin' who's next I know the industry gon’ sign or it’s gon’ die, no way to deny They know the reaper’s comin’, just a matter of time before I shine Where’s the distribution? Where’s the distribution? Where’s the label takin’ it serious yet? I’m reapin' the mic wit my life, I'm placing my bet I don’t chase the bag – I make the bag chase me Platty ho! Money in the bank, hard ass songs, cuz I'm reapin' the mic Platty ho! Where’s the distribution? Sign this – an I'm robbin bank Platty ho! Platty ho! Watch the streams flood, let the haters hate on dis Platty ho! Platty ho! Reaper’s here – no fuckin way I can miss wit this shit! Reapers war ready, so let's go to war! I make hard ass songs bass thumping ya heart like a war drum, Every record an engagement, now you see where I'm born from I know these tracks gon’ go platinum hit the mark, I know the void gon’ open up swallow the charts I make these songs for the streets that never sleep, For the G that never blinks, for the ones that are sheep I make these songs for the pain, I make these songs for the gain I make these songs for a name as I'm breakin the chain "Feel the cut... haters feel the burn... No love lost... guess they had to learn..." I know these songs gon’ sell, G.Reapr gon’ bank Distribution’s comin’ – Sign this im'ma Finish the game! Platty ho! Money in the bank, hard ass songs, cuz I'm reapin' the mic Platty ho! Where’s the distribution? Sign this – an I'm robbin bank Platty ho! Platty ho! Watch the streams flood, let the haters hate on dis Platty ho! Platty ho! Reaper’s here – no fuckin way I can miss wit this shit! Reapers war ready, ain't nobody fuckin wit this! "Nothing left to lose... Only count the gains... The reaper here for all dat... Gimme gimme... I fuckin call that..."