

Yeah, you thought you were
safe, huh? We on a whole different level now
{subby bass drone entering}
Yeah, you running your mouth but you never make a move
Sitting in the lobby trying to find your groove Boy,
you're not a threat,
stop acting like a boss Every single time you drop we hand
you another loss
Talking in the chat,
yeah, you bold behind the screen But when the mic is hot
you are nowhere to be seen
We all saw you back down,
we already knew Whole squad watched you fold,
boy, what happened to you?
(hahaha) {snare
cracking on 2 and 4,
heavy 808 slides} Bringing all that drama but you never back it
up
We just laugh it off while we fill another cup
Acting tough online but you're shaking on the spot Trying to claim
the crown that you never even got Whole server muting you the
second that you speak Your game is outdated and your bars are
getting weak
You can talk the talk but nobody is near you Not because
you're dangerous, we just can't stand to hear you Two clowns in
the server thinking they're elite Both of them are joke acts running
down the street
Neither one would say it if we met up in the place
Keyboard warriors always vanish face-to-face (woo)
{double-time hi-hats, saturated mid-bass layer}
Yeah,
game over
No part two needed
{beat filtering
out, fading synth tail}