Young Taylor
Eggin’ Me On
Intro:
Man, I leave for London in a fucking week, but you keep eggin' me on, you had to keep eggin' me on. See you was hard boiled, now you got your shell cracked and you’re scrambing. Don’t worry though, it’ll be over, cuz this easy for me. Get it? Over easy. Alright, let's get it

Verse 1:
When you started out you was on some chill and real shit
We got to talking and you told me what your deal is
Told you mine, shit was fine, thought that we really connected
Then shit turned south when you began to disrespect me
Talking shit cuz that’s what you think you are but you’re not
I’m the foreign orphan yet you’re tryna take my job
Ha! That’s on some funny shit
You and your man both onto some scummy shit
Here dummy this! Don’t know why you frontin’
Coming for my shit fam I thought was above it
Don’t know who you think you are
Don’t you know I spit these bars
Graduated Danny Hand now you ask me for xanny bars
Leave for London next week, cept you’re the one whose trippin’
All eyes on me but I caught you and your boo slippin’
Keep coming at me fam I got more disses written
You was acting all smug from lion to kitten

Hook: (2X)
We all make mistakes, I warned you about this one
Your mouth always running cept for when we talking income
I had enough don’t come for king in his kingdom
Yeah this track will end you, look at whatcha begun
Verse 2:
Told you what would happen if you decided to come for me
Fuck your company still don’t believe you trusted me
Don’t fuck with me, shouldn’t have don’t ever again
Survival of the fittest, I finesse we was never friends
Bout to put you in your place, you actin’ like a bad dog
Guatemala what I’m reppin’ come and take this flagpole
Cuz clearly your ass has something stuck up in it
Look at what you started, good thing I’m bout to finish it

Hook (2X):
We all make mistakes, I warned you about this one
Your mouth always running cept for when we talking income
I had enough don’t come for king in his kingdom
Yeah this track will end you, look at whatcha begun

Verse 3:
Actin’ like the world is your’s course you ain’t travel shit
This summer 5 new countries, yeah I’m actually traveling
Ball’s in your court don’t know the rules you traveled bitch
Hope these words pierce you, I’m Hunter Stokes javelin
Had to put you in line, I-95 trafficking you
Panicking, I’m laughing at what’s happening
Who could’ve of imagined this, forced me to take action and
Tried to distract me attacked you, J Lite the verbal assassin
Don’t you hear all this passion, why won’t you accept the facts?
Gone till November like Wayne still better than you when I’m back
Matter of fact, I should change my name to Tom cuz
You weren’t ready for me to be this petty in this song
Maybe after hearin’ this, you’ll realize you is wrong
Gave me your two cents, worthless but get no refund
See change in my register, not as much as what I’ve seen in you
You wanted the beef can’t handle my meat, so I serve you tofu
Outro:
Sheesh!