Savage Speedrun

You talk big, but you fold quick Name in your mouth like

you owe rent (ha) You been playin' tough,

but you act for the screen

I seen the same story,

different coat, same seams You chase what I build,

then you call it a “wave” I don't need your nod,

I don't need your name

You brag 'bout a bag,

but it's light when it lands Try to speak on my work

with a shake in your hands

Step in my lane and your tires get bald I been up

in the grit, you been up in a stall

Speed it up, I don't talk,

I do

You reach for the crown,

it won't fit you

One more bar and the whole room flips (yeah)

Wild talk?

I back it up,

no stallin'

You drop lines, I drop rooms,

they fallin'

Pick up pace, can't hang,

you crawlin'

I stay sharp while your whole plan's spallin' (hey) (uh)

You a remix of a joke,

no upgrade

Same tricks, same fit,

same parade I don't do the sneak disses,

say it plain You do the sweet talk,

then you switch lanes I got receipts in the rhythm,

bar-coded Your whole team on mute when the chart loaded

Talkin' “we next” like it's owed by the world Nah—earn that breath

before you speak on my girl (ah) (nah)

Say less—watch me. (huh)

Wild talk?

I back it up,

no stallin'

You drop lines, I drop rooms,

they fallin'

Pick up pace, can't hang,

you crawlin'

I stay sharp while your whole plan's spallin' (hey) (uh)

Yeah.

That's the pace.