Split Screen Queen

[Verse 1]
Two phones
Two moods
Same room
New wounds
Talk sweet
Talk cruel
I’m angel food
And bad news
Say you need me
I delete me
Then I reappear
clinging to your T-shirt
Laugh mean
Then I lean in
Mascara on your collar
like a crime scene
[Chorus]
I’m a split screen queen (yeah)
Good girl, rage on repeat (on repeat)
Ride or die, then I ghost for a week
Still call back like you’re all I need
I’m a bad ass bitch and I bend, I break
Claw my name in the mess we make
Can’t cut loose, so I sink my teeth
Codependent heart on a gold-plated leash
[Verse 2]
Laugh loud
Then I love-bomb
Then I spiral
til the sun’s gone
Say “I’m fine”
Eyes red in the Lyft home
Argue in the lobby
then I text you “come on”
You my drug
I’m your relapse
We trade scars
like they gift-wraps
I’m soft hands
over sharp cracks
Say I’m too much
but you always come back
[Chorus]
I’m a split screen queen (yeah)
Good girl, rage on repeat (on repeat)
Ride or die, then I ghost for a week
Still call back like you’re all I need
I’m a bad ass bitch and I bend, I break
Claw my name in the mess we make
Can’t cut loose, so I sink my teeth
Codependent heart on a gold-plated leash

rap, Dark, minimal trap beat with rattling hi-hats, sub-heavy bass, and eerie reversed keys; female vocals, half-spoken half-snarled. Verses stay tight and menacing with close-mic grit, hook explodes with stacked chants and distorted doubles. Occasional pitched-down ad-libs and glitchy stutters to mirror fractured psyche, arrangement rides a slow, heavy swagger., hip hop