[Intro] Yeah Boot it up, boot it up, hey Whole squad in the phone now Pocket-sized chaos Let’s go [Build] Screen glow, bass load One tap, beast mode Type smoke, keys stroke Whole room go beast mode [Verse 1] Tapped in, Suno on the dash Whip up a hit, no stove, no gas One weird line, now the whole thing slaps Turn a dumb joke to a bankroll stack Grandma in the kitchen with a rap attack Apron on fresh with a throwback snap Didn’t even know she was cuttin’ a track Now the family reunion got subwoofers packed Cousin on the couch like, “run that twice” Uncle yell ad-libs like he froze in ice Dog on beat and the cat act nice Even my fridge got bounce in the flashing lights I was half asleep with a note half broke One typo later now the crowd all smoke From a cracked-up line to a full-blown quote I type one spark and the whole world float [Pre-Chorus] I don’t need luck, I just need flame If it come out weak, I reload the game Small little phone, but the sound too insane Pocket full of thunder and a head full of rain [Drop Chorus] Suno in my pocket, I don’t need a band Got a hundred mad bangers in the palm of my hand If the verse too mid, I just switch the plan Then the beat come back like, “yes I can” Suno in my pocket, let the speakers laugh Every wild idea turn instant to a slap If the hook too small, throw the whole thing back One click, big boom, now the rooftop crack [Four-on-the-floor kicks, chopped vox, guitar stabs] In my pocket In my pocket Whole club jump when I unlock it Flash that screen and the room goes toxic Big bass bounce, can’t nobody stop it [Verse 2] Said “make it nasty,” it said “how extreme?” Three-word prompt, now it sound like a dream Asked for drip, now the floor too clean Beat so sharp it could split a seam Text on the screen like “trust me, chief” Ten seconds later got a hook with teeth Homie can’t sing, got stage belief Now he headline loud with a gold front grin Made a biker choir, made a ghost girl dance Made a heartbreak anthem out a lunch break rant Made a sad robot cry in leather pants Now the comment section look like a freakshow chant I got house in the chest, got rap in the jaw Got riffs that cut like a chainsaw saw If the first take flop, I don’t panic at all I regenerate heat and I wreck that wall [Pre-Chorus] I don’t need stress, I just need speed Give me one phrase, I can grow that seed Tiny glass portal but it move like greed Feed it one spark, now it stampede [Drop Chorus] Suno in my pocket, I don’t need a band Got a hundred mad bangers in the palm of my hand If the verse too mid, I just switch the plan Then the beat come back like, “yes I can” Suno in my pocket, let the speakers laugh Every wild idea turn instant to a slap If the hook too small, throw the whole thing back One click, big boom, now the rooftop crack [Rapid Fire Switch-Up] Run it up, spin it up, hit it with a glitch Flip it to house, then I dirty that switch Add a riff slice right across that pitch Now the crowd go nuts and the floorboards twitch Type in chaos, get a stadium scream Type in nonsense, get a laser-beam dream Type in comedy, gold on the stream Pocket-sized beast with a world-sized gleam [Bridge] [Half-time, dark bass, rising guitar] Turn my typos to a war drum chant Turn my bathroom bars to a festival stamp Turn a little cracked note to a giant ramp Now the whole damn room got its hands all cramped I got sparks in the thumb and storms in the app Got riffs in the air and fire in the clap Every dead idea get brought right back I don’t chase the wave, I manufacture that [Guitar Lift] [Electric guitar surges, crowd chants, rising synths] Hey Boot it up Light it up Throw that hook in the sky Hey Turn it up Kick it once Let the whole place fly [Final Chorus] Suno in my pocket, I don’t need a band Got a hundred mad bangers in the palm of my hand Laughin’ at the chaos while I level the land If the track too tame, I go super again Suno in my pocket, make the whole floor shake From a weird little prompt to an anthem quake If the first one crack, I got ten more baked One press, all power, let the skyline break Suno in my pocket, whole universe scroll Tiny bright portal with a stadium soul Rap too fast, house too huge, riffs too bold One mad spark and the whole thing rolls [Outro] Yeah Boot it up, boot it up Whole squad in the phone now Pocket thunder Pocket riot Suno in my pocket Let’s go
