
Lyrics
Intro
67, 67, yeah (ayy)
67, 67, watch me (skrrt)
67, 67, meme museum (yah)
67, 67, deleted folder (ha)
Verse
I roll up with screenshots, you post with a watermark grin
Your clout's a low-res flex, compressed into a thin skin
You trade original for captions — recycled like last week
I sew up punchlines, you unzip 'em — cheap leak
Sixty-seven ticks on the clock, you viral for a glitch
Your profile's a popup ad, I'm ad-block, switch
You crop the punch, leave the tag, then claim you wrote the joke
I got receipts like badges, I'm that thread they poke
You ride every wave, surfer with no board (no board)
I build tides, set storms, you float bored (float bored)
JPEG king? Nah, you're a thumbnail scam (scam)
I spit live, you lip-sync, prerecorded jam (jam)
Your bio's a cheat code: follow-for-a-follow scheme
My lines hit in HD, your lines buffering — dream
I see you flex expired memes, stale like old bread
I serve fresh bars daily, breakfast in your head (yeah)
You bookmark trends, paste them like a label (label)
I remix galaxies, you're stuck in a fable (stuck)
You hit replay on jokes, but miss the original tone
I cut through the crowd, claim the throne alone (alone)
Chorus
67 meme, you're a glitch in the stream, yeah (stream) 67 meme, you're a glitch in the stream, yeah (stream)
67 meme, you're a glitch in the stream, yeah (stream) 67 meme, you're a glitch in the stream, yeah (stream)
67 meme, you're a glitch in the stream, yeah (stream) 67 meme, you're a glitch in the stream, yeah (stream)
I see your watermark, I see your name — it's a dream (ha)
Verse
Clapback with a caption, I ghost your trending trend (ghost)
You craft hollow headlines, I architect the end (end)
You tag the crew for likes, I'm the crew they quote (quote)
Microphone assassin, I leave every line a smote (smote)
You loop the same soundbyte, viral like a cough (cough)
I drop heavy syllables, shake the platform off (off)
Your timeline's a slot machine, ding for empty praise
My flow breaks the system, overloads the maze (boom)
You screenshot my verse, crop out the credit line (crop)
I watch your following evaporate like cheap wine (poof)
Bench your recycled memes, call me curator (curator)
I build legacies, you just imitate later (later)
You memed a moment once, then rode a hype parade
I memed a movement, turned a whisper into blade (slice)
You front like a legend on a borrowed sound (borrowed)
I spit signatures so loud the feed goes down (down, down)
Your comeback's a GIF with no caption, mute (mute)
Mine's multi-layered, punchlines absolute (ayy)
Pre-chorus
They double-tap your shrug, but they know where the weight lies (weight lies)
I keep receipts on the shelf where the real ones stay wise (stay wise)
You chase metric ghosts, I chase the craft (craft)
I stitch every bar so tight it's a raft (raft)
Chorus
67 meme, you're a glitch in the stream, yeah (stream) 67









