[Intro]
Rhot
Zeke shut the fuck up

[Verse 1: Tropes]
Had to put it all on me for the big time
I don't want it all on me, I want the big dime
I don’t want the socket, I'm just tryna rock it
The rocket shot me into space, into the riptides
Why you crying like a baby, bitch you're 20, oh
And they tryna tell me why I’m fallin' off but I know
Shoutout to Zero World
I ain't got nobody
But my brothers and sisters I got them all up on me

[Hook: Tropes]
Rhot, tropes
Put you on blast now
And it's radiating all over the dash now
Spill it on the floor and you got it goin'
Chillin' on the floor, why you got it going
Stop
Just be a man 'cause you're toxic
Imma beat you on the head like you a Bop It
Bitch you’re toxic
I don’t even know your name so let's just drop it
[Verse 2: Jane Remover]
And now my hearts on the floor
You walking straight out the door
Run your mouth ’cause I know that you're toxic
You never care about your friends
Said you'll be there to the end
And you weren't, and you weren’t, I lost it
I was the blueprint, you were the paper
Yeah, you're not friendly
You're not my neighbor
You need to say less
Yeah, you could pay her
Hand me a gravestone
You need a razor

[Verse 3: Sammy33]
Yeah, yeah, do what I do every day
[?] I'm on my way
Yeah, yeah, yeah, what do I say
Comin' at me like what do I do
What is it, what is it [?] you
You talkin' on Twitter but never gon' do
Alley, alley, alley, alley-oop
Oh you mad 'cause I'm better
Want everything I want, rippin' up my sweater
Why you sick of talkin' tough, you a bed wetter
You wetter then the rain, you a sweater
I just caught it, yeah, yeah, yeah
Caught it, yeah, yeah, yeah
Caught it, yeah, yeah, yeah
Caught it, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 4: Heartstopmiami]
So let's just drop it
Drop shit, talk shit like we them opps
Said that you were gon' be here for me but now you gone
Don't give a fuck if you call
'Cause I'm gon' catch you later at the mall
I'm on some sick shit bitch, I be talkin'
Bullets doing body hits, it ain't shockin'
Why you drive up in my lane when I'm walkin'
Shoutout Kenny and the gang, we be flockin'

[Verse 5: Eliot]
Say you hate me okay
Roll that gas like propane
We all knew you were two-faced
I don't really care what you say
Feel like Kobe how I ball
[?] standin' tall
She wan' hit the mall
I don't care at all
You're not that hard, we know you're soft
He so down bad, he's fallin' off
I roll that gas, I need to cough
I'm with [PZ?] and we on top
I can't fuck with a wannabe
I can't fuck with you I can't see
Leave me alone you bother me
You can't be me I guarantee
[Verse 6: fuckcru]
I'm with my bitch just got new bags
Rollin up [?]
Fuck with us and you on blast
[?]
[?] look at that
Tryna jack my shit you wack
You only hate cause I got racks on me, bags on me
All you do is talk on me, talk on me
Gotta keep this gun on, gun on me
[?] took a listen to your song
That shit fucking sucks oh

[Verse 7: stone deluxe]
I fall upon my sword⁣
Trip me up, these lies is boring⁣
⁣And you leave me- leave me bored⁣
Real life way way rewarding ⁣
⁣You should try it, no distorting⁣
⁣Taking me too long, fuck exporting ⁣
⁣And these labels, why they sorting us?⁣
⁣Better not hear you shorting us⁣
⁣I'll really show up at your front door with my scythes you try extorting us⁣
⁣What's up if you say what's up⁣?
⁣I'll really tell you what you ain't heard
No one else will tell you⁣, truth is tough
Truth is tough, yeah, truth is tough

[Verse 8: Jammy]
I stack my bread just like it's Tetris
Gun to the mouth, now he kickin' shit with Jesus
Whisper in my ear, you know I keep a secret
Tell it to the world, watch you shatter into pieces
Many faces, you need a facelift
I ain't shit, stop chatting me to face it
(Gravee) Jump on his face he on the street call that a kickflip
Aiming for the top just like a sniper, yeah I've been it

[Verse 9: kyenn]
Yea yea yea
She don't even know me, that's how it [?] though
She wanna fuck though, [?]
Your bitch gon' blow me 'cause it's a [?]
That hoe a bimbo, count up my dough
Let me count up my
Count up my
Count up my
Count up my
[?] 'cause she move too fast
I'm like "ain't shit n***a", I'mma still let it smash
Feeling like Charli, got the boom boom clap
Don't hit my line 'cause my main phones out
Can't go outside, cause the opps all out
[?] put your team on drought
[?] told my momma I'mma put the team on the map
When I get it I'mma put my team on the map

[Hook: Tropes]
Rhot, tropes
Put you on blast now
And it's radiating all over the dash now
Spill it on the floor and you got it goin'
Chillin on the floor, why you got it going
Stop
Just be a man 'cause you're toxic
Imma beat you on the head like you a Bop It
Bitch you're toxic
I don't even know your name so let's just drop it