(3minute wait) Verse 1 Load into GTA, chat loud, names fly, Typing like bosses till the spawn points light. JB talk heavy, Sterling right behind, Countdown hit zero, whole tone decline. I don’t chase dots, I read rotations, They sprint blind into bad situations. Corners locked, lanes already claimed, Health bars melt, respawn screen shame. They brave in the menu, brave in the list, In play get quiet, movement stiff. It’s just a game, but skill get seen, Pressure tell truth when it’s live on screen. Hook On GTA y’all loud till we connect, Once it’s live, nothing left. All that typing don’t mean correct, Scoreboard talk, that’s the check. On GTA y’all loud till it load, In mission fold, control exposed. All in-game, still disrespect, Loud in the menu, quiet on set. Verse 2 OOOOoOOOOOO They chase kills, I choke the map, They rush angles, I punish that. They call it luck when the gap too wide, Same result every retry. JB post fast, Sterling echo it, Both freeze up when the route get split. I don’t taunt, I let outcomes speak, Every bad push end in defeat. They mash buttons, I time intent, Same mistake, same consequence. Stats don’t lie when the run complete, Patterns repeat every time we meet. Hook On GTA y’all loud till we connect, Once it’s live, nothing left. All that typing don’t mean correct, Scoreboard talk, that’s the check. On GTA y’all loud till it load, In mission fold, control exposed. All in-game, still disrespect, Loud in the menu, quiet on set. Bridge No threats here, just execution. Maps, routes, timing, repetition. Pixels only, skill on display, Same names silent when the plan go gray. Verse 3 Session deep, pressure consistent, They switch teams, still inefficient. I move calm, objectives tight, They play chaotic, lose every fight. End of the run, excuses type, Same story told every night. I log off clean, nothing to prove, They stay heated, stuck on mute. Final Hook oooOooOoOoOOOOO!! (6 minute pause ) On GTA y’all loud till we connect, Once it’s live, nothing left. All that typing don’t mean correct, Scoreboard talk, that’s the check. On GTA y’all loud till it load, In mission fold, control exposed. All in-game, still disrespect, Loud in the menu, quiet on set.

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