Bluff and Fold AI Song

Intro (Laid-back beat with a prominent bass line and piano riff) Verse 1 Yo, sitting at the table, four cards in my grip, Eyes scanning faces, watching every lip. In Omaha we play, stakes are getting high, Fortunes turn around fast, in the blink of an eye. Chorus Bluff and fold, that's the code, Elation to despair on this winding road. Fortunes rise and fall like an outlaw, Living by the gamble—that's Omaha! Verse 2 Flop hits the felt, now the game's on, Calculating outs from dusk till dawn. Got possibilities stretching mile-long, But one wrong move, and it all goes wrong. Chorus Bluff and fold, keep it bold, Elation's the prize, but the game's cold. Reading every player like an open law, Survival of the fittest—that's Omaha! Bridge World-weariness sinks in deep, But I can't quit now, promises to keep. Acceptance is the key in this relentless grind, Win some, lose some, peace of mind. Verse 3 River card flips, and the tension's thick, Either stacking chips or feeling sick. All eyes on me as I make my play, In the game of Omaha, it's another day. Chorus Bluff and fold, stories told, Elation's sweet but can turn cold. Fortunes dealt from the dealer's claw, We roll the dice—that's Omaha! Outro (Beat continues as vocals fade out with repeated chants of "That's Omaha!")