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Cupids Cuzin

Dark modern trap, heavy bouncy 808s, eerie pizzicato string melody. Lead vocals are a sassy, high-pitched female rapper using a playful, cutesy, and slightly nasal "baby voice." The vocal delivery is animated, cheeky, and punchy with a fast staccato flow, sounding menacing but cute. Crisp hi-hats, aggressive bass drops, East Coast rap attitude.

2026-03-14 06:10:46

V2.0

[Intro]

Ayy, y’all know that soft lil’ Cupid?

Fat baby flyin’ ’round with them weak-ass love arrows?

Nah, fuck that — this his cuzin from the block, the dark one, bytch!

Same bow, same gold drip, but my arrows? Dipped in straight hell, ah!

[Hook]

I’m Cupid’s evil cuzin, bad bytch with the bow (bow-bow!)

Same strap, but my shit turn love to smoke, ho (smoke!)

Shoot ‘em in the heart, watch the whole vibe explode

He cheat, she key the Benz, now they both goin’ broke

NYC nights, I’m slidin’ in the cut

Turn “I love you” to “bytch I never gave a fuck”

On God, I’m the villain, I’m the reason they fight

Cupid cryin’ in the clouds while I’m up all night, bytch!

[Verse 1]

Stompin’ through the Bronx, red bottoms go click-clack

See a cute couple at the corner store, holdin’ hands — mad whack

I pull that string back, arrow blacker than my soul

Hit him first — now he in her DMs like “wyd at the pole?”

She scroll the ‘Gram, see the story, lose her whole mind

Throwin’ plates in the crib, screamin’ “nikkah you ain’t mine!”

Neighbors callin’ 911, dishes flyin’ like confetti

I’m on the rooftop twerkin’, sippin’ Henny, feelin’ petty

These bytches depressed, these nikkahs straight ghostin’

My venom in they veins, now they hearts straight frozen

He used to buy roses, now he buyin’ Plan B on the low

She used to ride the dyck, now she keyin’ up the G-Wagon, whoa!

I ain’t that soft Cupid, I’m the devil in the bloodline

One shot from me and it’s “it’s not you, it’s me” every time

Deadass, I’m evil, I’m petty, I’m vicious

Turn “happily ever after” to straight-up malicious, periodt!

[Hook]

I’m Cupid’s evil cuzin, bad bytch with the bow (bow-bow!)

Same strap, but my shit turn love to smoke, ho (smoke!)

Shoot ’em in the heart, watch the whole vibe explode…

[Verse 2]

Valentine’s in the city — that’s my favorite fuckin’ night

Clubs full of lovers, I slide in, let the arrows take flight

He on one knee with the ring, she ‘bout to say yes

I let one fly — now she like “nah, I need space, bytch, next!”

He buy her flowers, I make the petals turn black

Now she with his bestie in the back of the ‘Lac

They was plannin’ weddings, now it’s “who gettin’ the kids?”

Custody court, child support — all ‘cause of what I did

I’m in the shadows, horns pokin’ through my lace front

Bow made of broken hearts, arrows never miss once

These hoes be like “why he do me like that?”

‘Cause I shot his ass, now he a whole different cat

Red eyes glowin’, ass fat, attitude mean

Cupid’s whole family scared of me, know what I mean?

I’m the reason exes still text at 3 a.m.

“I’m sorry baby” — nah, that’s my venom, amen!

[Hook]

I’m Cupid’s evil cuzin, bad bytch with the bow (bow-bow!)

Same strap, but my shit turn love to smoke, ho (smoke!)

[Verse 3]

Ridin’ on the subway, see a couple holdin’ hands tight

I cock back the bow, arrow ready for the fight

Hit her in the neck — now she thinkin’ ‘bout her ex

He scrollin’ on his phone, she like “who you textin’ next?”

Argument start, whole car lookin’ at ‘em weird

She throwin’ her bag, he duckin’ like “baby chill, my dear”

By the time they at 125, it’s over for good

I’m laughin’ in the corner, posted up like I knew I would

These lovers in the city can’t escape my aim

One shot and it’s drama, callin’ names, playin’ games

She block him on the ‘Gram, he deletin’ all the pics

Now they both single, scrollin’ Tinder for the kicks

I ain’t playin’ fair, I’m the curse on romance

Turn sweet nothings to “bytch get out my pants”

Deadass evil, horns under my wig

Cupid’s cryin’ but I’m doin’ my gig, ah!

[Hook]

I’m Cupid’s evil cuzin, bad bytch with the bow (bow-bow!)

Same strap, but my shit turn love to smoke, ho (smoke!)

[Verse 4]

In the club on a Friday, lights low, bass hittin’

See him buyin’ bottles for his girl, they straight smitten

I sneak in the VIP, bow out, string pull tight

Arrow to his chest — now he eyein’ up the light skin right

She notice, flip the table, drinks fly everywhere

Security rushin’ in, but I’m already in the air

He swear he innocent, but the venom in his blood

Now she leavin’ with her girls, callin’ him a no-good scrub

They was anniversary, now it’s “we done for real”

He textin’ “baby please,” she like “nikkah how you feel?”

My work is done, I’m outside twerkin’ on the pole

Love destroyed again, add another to the toll

Petty with the power, bow glowin’ in the dark

I’m the reason happy couples leave with broken hearts

On God, I’m vicious, no mercy in these streets

Cupid’s evil cuzin, bringin’ all the heat, bytch!

[Hook]

I’m Cupid’s evil cuzin, bad bytch with the bow (bow-bow!)

Same strap, but my shit turn love to smoke, ho (smoke!)

[Verse 5]

Summer in the park, BBQ, everybody chillin’

Couple on the blanket, laughin’, grillin’

I float above the trees, bow ready, no feelin’

Shoot him in the arm — now he arguin’ over chicken

She like “you always do this,” he like “you too sensitive”

Fight escalate, family lookin’ all tentative….

[Outro]

Hahahahaha yeahhh that’s right Cupids Cuzin bytch TRY ME!!!!

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