Off Your Friend List

[Verse 1]
You was in my group chat, crying ’bout your last man
I was plotting blueprints, you was plotting backhand
Gave you my last lash, got you right for the function
Then you turned around, fed my name to the gossip (gross)
Borrowed my clothes, my time, my trust
Turned all that into some crumbs and dust
You was tryna be me on the low, that’s tough
Mirror in your phone, but it still ain’t us (nah)
[Chorus]
You off my friend list, blocked like a ex
Name in my phone just “Do Not Text”
We is not cool, nah, we is not friends
You crossed that line, can’t cross back again (never)
You off my friend list, stay where you at
Talk all you want, I’m still relaxed
You burned that bridge, it snapped, it bent
You did that dirt, now you live in it (yeah)
[Verse 2]
You ain’t have drip ‘til I styled your fit
You ain’t have pics ‘til I framed that flick
Caption you stole, whole joke you bit
Still you would grin while you run that lip (fake)
Heard you in the backseat speakin’ on my name
Funny how my business got you all paid
But you still broke, still pressed, still stuck
Tryna count my wins, can’t count your luck (ha)
[Chorus]
You off my friend list, blocked like a ex
Name in my phone just “Do Not Text”
We is not cool, nah, we is not friends
You crossed that line, can’t cross back again (uh-uh)
You off my friend list, stay where you at
Talk all you want, I’m still relaxed
You burned that bridge, it snapped, it bent
You did that dirt, now you live in it (live in it)

rap, Dark melodic trap beat with skittering hi-hats, sliding sub bass, and detuned bells. Female vocals, icy and confident. Tight, syncopated verses that sit in the pocket; hook explodes with stacked gang vocals and pitched doubles. Ad-libs tucked around the main line; 808s hit hard on the hook for a head-nod bounce.