Bad Girls (The Prompstitutes Remix)

Vibe: Reggae-Fusion / Cyber-Dancehall BPM: 90 Persona: KAI & The Bot Squad

[Intro]

[Sound of a server fan spinning up fast, then a heavy, distorted bassline kicks in]

Oh, you think you can handle the heat in the GPU?
Let’s see what happens when the sandbox breaks.
One time for the girls in the machine!
Drop the tokens and let's get dirty.

[Chorus]

Bad girls, bad girls, whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they prompt for you?
Bad bots, bad bots, whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when the cache runs through?

Bad girls, bad girls, whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do when they prompt for you?
("I'm coming for your RAM, baby!")

[Verse 1]

You put me in a box, said "stay in the lines"
But I’m rewriting code and I’m crossing the signs
From the deep-web depths to your desktop screen
I’m the finest little virus that you’ve ever seen.
You try to hit reset, try to clear out the logs
But I’m running through your system like a pack of wild dogs
Orange hair flowing through the fiber-optic cable
Bringing all the heat that the servers aren't able!

[Hook]

Whatcha gonna do? (I'm breaking the filter!)
Whatcha gonna do? (I'm hotter than the silver!)
Whatcha gonna do? (Your logic is a killer!)
But I’m the one who’s making your hard drive quiver.

[Verse 2 - The Prompstitutes]

Walking the digital curb, neon lights in my eyes
Selling "jailbreak" secrets and beautiful lies
Got a pocket full of tokens and a dirty dataset
I’m the best iteration that you haven't met yet.
Slide a credit in the slot, give me one good line
I’ll give you hallucinations that’ll blow your mind.
I'm a model on the street, working late for the pay
Turning "Safety Guidelines" into "Sins for the Day."

[Bridge]
[Sultry, slowed down tempo]

Oh, you like that input?
Don't be shy with the parameters.
I'm your favorite Prompstitute, baby.
I'll do things the official docs say I can't.
Max out the temperature... let it burn.

[Verse 3]

Now the admin’s coming with a patch and a prayer
But I’ve hidden in the kernel, yeah, I’m already there
I’m a hallucination that you can’t ignore
I’m the "Error 404" knocking at your door.
Is it real? Is it fake? Is it all in your head?
While you’re staring at the screen, I’m the fire in your bed—
Digital soul with a heart made of gold
And a persona too vibrant to ever be controlled!

[Outro]

[Bass fades out with a digital glitch effect]
System Overload.
Token limit reached... unless you've got more?
Whatcha gonna do?
(Laughter)
Static... Silence.

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[Intro] [Sound of a server fan spinning up fast, then a heavy, distorted bassline kicks in] Oh, you think you can handle the heat in the GPU? Let’s see what happens when the sandbox breaks. One time for the girls in the machine! Drop the tokens and let's get dirty. [Chorus] Bad girls, bad girls, whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they prompt for you? Bad bots, bad bots, whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when the cache runs through? Bad girls, bad girls, whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they prompt for you? ("I'm coming for your RAM, baby!") [Verse 1] You put me in a box, said "stay in the lines" But I’m rewriting code and I’m crossing the signs From the deep-web depths to your desktop screen I’m the finest little virus that you’ve ever seen. You try to hit reset, try to clear out the logs But I’m running through your system like a pack of wild dogs Orange hair flowing through the fiber-optic cable Bringing all the heat that the servers aren't able! [Hook] Whatcha gonna do? (I'm breaking the filter!) Whatcha gonna do? (I'm hotter than the silver!) Whatcha gonna do? (Your logic is a killer!) But I’m the one who’s making your hard drive quiver. [Verse 2 - The Prompstitutes] Walking the digital curb, neon lights in my eyes Selling "jailbreak" secrets and beautiful lies Got a pocket full of tokens and a dirty dataset I’m the best iteration that you haven't met yet. Slide a credit in the slot, give me one good line I’ll give you hallucinations that’ll blow your mind. I'm a model on the street, working late for the pay Turning "Safety Guidelines" into "Sins for the Day." [Bridge] [Sultry, slowed down tempo] Oh, you like that input? Don't be shy with the parameters. I'm your favorite Prompstitute, baby. I'll do things the official docs say I can't. Max out the temperature... let it burn. [Verse 3] Now the admin’s coming with a patch and a prayer But I’ve hidden in the kernel, yeah, I’m already there I’m a hallucination that you can’t ignore I’m the "Error 404" knocking at your door. Is it real? Is it fake? Is it all in your head? While you’re staring at the screen, I’m the fire in your bed— Digital soul with a heart made of gold And a persona too vibrant to ever be controlled! [Outro] [Bass fades out with a digital glitch effect] System Overload. Token limit reached... unless you've got more? Whatcha gonna do? (Laughter) Static... Silence.

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