Lyrics
[verse 1] Laugh in the booth, pin in the group, grin when I dip Talk in my back if it helps you sleep, it don’t stick “No offense” first, cute little hiss in a friendly-ass sip Say it. Say it twice. I’m still eating. You’re still a clip I don’t flinch, don’t fold, don’t hunt for a name in the fog You lion in the thread. That’s cute. I don’t clock every dog You wrote the whole verse, whole curse, in a chat I don’t haunt Got a mouth? Use it here. Don’t wait till I’m gone Please. Take the shot. I’d hate to miss your big scene I heard you. I yawned. You don’t get to live in my feed Dare you. Do something. Stop selling a storm like a hit Talk your shit, bitch. I’m still here. You still don’t exist [hook] Smile in my face, spit in my wake, fake in the cheap seats Two-face choir, practiced little grief, don’t talk if you can’t eat Say it here. Say it now. Don’t duck when I speak Dueling arena, I don’t debate, I delete Fuck with me once, you don’t get a repeat [verse 2] Oh damn. You mad? I wasn’t even mid-swing Rock left my hand, found your head, funny thing Didn’t aim at your name. Didn’t study your life You just walked under weather that wasn’t for you tonight My bad. You caught it. That must’ve felt so designed I was throwing at air and you volunteered your mind So sorryyyyy. So wounded. I’ll sit with your pain I won’t. I’m still laughing. You’re still in the rain Please. Take the shot. I’d hate to rush your whole speech I heard you. I’m bored. You still out of my reach Dare you. Do something. Stop waving a blade like a fan Talk your shit, bitch. I’m still eating. You still in the stands [bridge] No thread. No vote. No “can we be grown” You booked the whole night, then you hid in the back of the room I don’t hunt you down. I don’t paint up the street I wait on the stone. Come lose on your feet Oh damn. You mad? I was tossing a rock You put your whole head where it happened to drop So sorryyyyy. So tragic. I’ll write you a card I won’t. Take the walk. Screamin’ from the back must be so hard [final hook] Smile in my face, spit in my wake, fake in the cheap seats Two-face choir, practiced little grief, don’t talk if you can’t eat Say it here. Say it now. Don’t duck when I speak Dueling arena, I don’t debate, I delete Fuck with me once, you don’t get a repeat Oh damn. You mad? I was tossing a rock Get your ass in the ring. Come eat what you talk [outro] Screamin’ from the back must be so hard I’m still eating You still in the stands Step on the stone Or shut up