Rash
Lo-Fi Hip-Hop with deep bass on the 1, a powerful beat and a funky freestyle rap flow
RadDaddy8·2:42
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Rash
Lo-Fi Hip-Hop with deep bass on the 1, a powerful beat and a funky freestyle rap flow
Creator: RadDaddy8Release Date: March 9, 2025
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Rash in the spot like a thief in the rhythm,
Last-minute bets, got a need for decision.
Neon lights flash, yeah, he follows the glow,
Handshakes, fast breaks, duckin’ out the back door.
Never reads the terms, just clicks “Let’s go,”
Life’s a roulette, black suit, red soles.
Credit maxed out? Pfft—swipe it again,
Might be broke by tomorrow, but tonight he gon’ spend.
(Hook - Funky call & response with vocoder harmonies)
Rash, don’t ask, just dash—full blast.
Live fast, no past, all cash—might crash.
Ain’t no plan, just vibes—straight dive.
Love the heat? Step inside—say bye.
(Verse 2)
Rash moves quick, got no patience for the wait,
Met a girl at the club, now he talkin’ real estate.
Dropped five Gs on a car he don’t drive,
Left the keys in the lot, walked home feelin’ live.
Bank callin’? Decline—“This number don’t exist.”
Bill collectors got his name on a wish list.
Last seen jumpin’ off a yacht in Milan,
By the time they found his trail, he was already gone.
(Hook - Funky call & response with vocoder harmonies)
Rash, don’t ask, just dash—full blast.
Live fast, no past, all cash—might crash.
Ain’t no plan, just vibes—straight dive.
Love the heat? Step inside—say bye.
(Bridge - Slowed-down groove, funky breakdown, Rash talking slick)
"Ayo, one more round—nah, make it two. Yeah, yeah, I know, I know... trust me. Wait, what was I sayin'?"
(Verse 3 - Beat kicks back in full funk mode)
Rash got style, got moves, got debts,
But don’t got a plan, just a pocket full of bets.
Every door’s open when you never check the locks,
Every road’s clear when you never read the signs.
(Outro - Vocoder repeats Rash’s words like echoes in a neon night, beat fades on a looping synth groove.)
"Live fast, no past... Might crash..."
Rash in the spot like a thief in the rhythm,
Last-minute bets, got a need for decision.
Neon lights flash, yeah, he follows the glow,
Handshakes, fast breaks, duckin’ out the back door.
Never reads the terms, just clicks “Let’s go,”
Life’s a roulette, black suit, red soles.
Credit maxed out? Pfft—swipe it again,
Might be broke by tomorrow, but tonight he gon’ spend.
(Hook - Funky call & response with vocoder harmonies)
Rash, don’t ask, just dash—full blast.
Live fast, no past, all cash—might crash.
Ain’t no plan, just vibes—straight dive.
Love the heat? Step inside—say bye.
(Verse 2)
Rash moves quick, got no patience for the wait,
Met a girl at the club, now he talkin’ real estate.
Dropped five Gs on a car he don’t drive,
Left the keys in the lot, walked home feelin’ live.
Bank callin’? Decline—“This number don’t exist.”
Bill collectors got his name on a wish list.
Last seen jumpin’ off a yacht in Milan,
By the time they found his trail, he was already gone.
(Hook - Funky call & response with vocoder harmonies)
Rash, don’t ask, just dash—full blast.
Live fast, no past, all cash—might crash.
Ain’t no plan, just vibes—straight dive.
Love the heat? Step inside—say bye.
(Bridge - Slowed-down groove, funky breakdown, Rash talking slick)
"Ayo, one more round—nah, make it two. Yeah, yeah, I know, I know... trust me. Wait, what was I sayin'?"
(Verse 3 - Beat kicks back in full funk mode)
Rash got style, got moves, got debts,
But don’t got a plan, just a pocket full of bets.
Every door’s open when you never check the locks,
Every road’s clear when you never read the signs.
(Outro - Vocoder repeats Rash’s words like echoes in a neon night, beat fades on a looping synth groove.)
"Live fast, no past... Might crash..."