Rage Quit Lobby

[Verse 1]
You came in loud, all flex
I came in calm, no stress
Dropped in my spot, got wrecked
Now you typing in red on text
Peek that corner, get folded
Your whole squad got cold in
One clean move, I owned it
Now your ego stay broken
You keep running that mouth, bro
But your aim lookin' house slow
I be right where the shots go
Then I slide, like “oh no”
You built up hope, I broke it
One more round and you chokin'
Hands on the desk, you smokin'
Hit that menu — you loaded
[Pre-Chorus]
Your screen go dark
Your chair goes back
You keep that talk
Then you lose like that
One last try
Then it's done, no cap
You hit that quit
And you can't take back
[Chorus]
Rage quit, rage quit
You can't take it (take it)
Rage quit, rage quit
Now you fadin' (fadin')
Rage quit, rage quit
Whole chat saying
Rage quit, rage quit
You made it easy
[Verse 2]
I don't chase, I wait
You run straight into fate
Late game, no faith
You fold when it ain't safe
Your badge ain't saving you
Your crew ain't waving through
I keep my moves made true
You keep your excuses new
I saw that fist on the desk
I saw that sweat on your neck
You wanted smoke, got checked
Now you gone, what’s next?
Lobby got quiet real quick
After that one last hit
You were talking that slick
Now it's just quit, quit, quit
[Pre-Chorus]
Your screen go dark
Your chair goes back
You keep that talk
Then you lose like that
One last try
Then it's done, no cap
You hit that quit
And you can't take back
[Chorus]
Rage quit, rage quit
You can't take it (take it)
Rage quit, rage quit
Now you fadin' (fadin')
Rage quit, rage quit
Whole chat saying
Rage quit, rage quit
You made it easy
[Bridge]
Hands off the keys now
Tell me what you mean now
You came for the crown
But you left too soon now
I don't need to brag
Your name on the bag
One more match, that's all
And you never came back
[Final Chorus]
Rage quit, rage quit
You can't take it (take it)
Rage quit, rage quit
Now you fadin' (fadin')
Rage quit, rage quit
Whole chat saying
Rage quit, rage quit
You made it easy

Trap rap with half-time 808 bounce and tense hi-hat rolls; verse rides sparse keys and clipped bass, pre-chorus tightens with snare build and vocal stutters, chorus hits with stacked gang chants and a grim hook. Ad-lib doubles, gritty lead, and delay throws on punch lines. Ear candy: reverse risers into the drop, laser zaps between bars, filtered crowd chant before the last hook. Bright, hard, and punchy mix with deep sub focus., rap