You're Done

Intro

Ayy, mic check, one-two, one-two (yuh)

This diss track loaded, aimed right at you (pow pow)

Rap battle, no mercy, I'm 'bout to bury you (skrrt)

Lil fake, your time's up, what you gonna do? (ayy)

Verse

Yo, you call that a flow? Sound like a clogged drain (uh)

Spittin' nursery rhymes while I'm switchin' lanes (skrrt skrrt)

Your bars so weak, they need trainin' wheels (haha)

Mine hit like haymakers, leave you reelin', no feels

Ghostwriter in your corner? That's your whole team (yuh)

I pen my own murder, watch your dreams turn to steam

Chains lookin' like toys from the dollar store rack (fake)

Mine solid gold, drippin' facts while you slack

Fans leavin' your shows faster than rats on a ship (gone)

Crowd chantin' my name, you just get the "who's this?" (nobody)

Career flatter than your beats, no highs, no peaks (flatline)

I'm summitin' mountains, you diggin' in creeks

Wordplay so lame, it's playground basic (kid stuff)

I twist syllables savage, leave your ego in plastics

Battle me? That's suicide, pull up the stats (check 'em)

Win-loss record? Yours readin' all Ls, that's facts (ayy ayy)

Your voice crack like puberty hit mid-bar (crack)

Mine smooth thunder, stormin' charts from afar

Diss me? Boy, please, you a meme in the makin' (lol)

I'm legend status, you just participation (trophy)

Chorus

You're done, done, done, done (yuh yuh)

Washed up, son, son, son, son (pow pow)

Mic drop, run, run, run, run (skrrt skrrt)

This battle over, you number one? Nah, son (ayy)

You're done, done, done, done (done!)

Washed up, son, son, son, son (gone!)

Mic drop, run, run, run, run (flee!)

Tap out now, before I body you for fun (haha)

Verse

Step in the cypher, you freeze like bad wifi (lag)

I'm broadband bars, connectin' dots, you just hype (disconnected)

Tats on your face? Look like a toddler's doodle (crayon)

Mine tell stories of wins, yours just "noodle" (weak)

Squad actin' tough online, but ghost in the flesh (cowards)

I roll deep with killers, you with clowns in vests (honk honk)

Your hooks recycled trash, sound like last week's news (stale)

Mine platinum certified, got the game in a noose

Pockets empty? Yeah, streams faker than your flex (bots)

I'm cashin' checks, private jets while you trek (walk)

Talk big game, but choke under lights, no breath (gasp)

I thrive in the fire, turn pressure to death (boom)

Family knows you cappin', even they switch the channel (click)

I'm household name, you viral for bein' a scandal

One round, I'm done, no need for the sequel (over)

Your legacy? Footnote, I'm the whole damn prequel (king)

Ayy, surrender the crown, it's mine by design (take it)

You rented that shine, now pay up the fine (broke)

Chorus

You're done, done, done, done (yuh yuh)

Washed up, son, son, son, son (pow pow)

Mic drop, run, run, run