
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah, ayy, skrrt (skrrt), look
Uh—watch me work, watch me work, watch me work (watch)
Verse
You built your throne on rented likes, I own the blueprint, I own the turf
You talk big game but your armor's costume, cotton candy guard, sugar surf
I study the ledger, you ain't on the books — cameo with no worth
I flip the script, invoice your ego, send it back stamped "worthless merch"
You ghostwrite headlines, I ghostwrite futures, I write the path you curse
You a ringtone, I the full album — stereo blast when I disperse
Your punchlines drop like pennies, mine land heavy, pocket change to purse
I cash out syllables, I spend bars, invest verbs, compound the verse
You chasing clout like it's a sprint; I'm marathon, I set the pace
You got mirrors in your circle, all reflecting one thin face
I calibrate the cadence, lay traps with my lace, no trace
You trip on your own lines, I redesign lanes, change the race
Call you a snack, you basic filler; I'm the entree, flames on the plate
You bring a paper sword to a gala — I bring cutlery supreme, don't debate
Your crew mumble clear like broken radios, not even static — flat crate
I narrate headlines that rearrange the game — checkmate
Yeah, checkmate (checkmate), checkmate (checkmate), checkmate (checkmate)
Chorus
I put your name in the ledger, I strike through, I strike through, I strike through
I put your name in the ledger, I strike through, I strike through, I strike through
I put your name in the ledger, I strike through, I strike through, I strike through
I put your name in the ledger, I strike through, I strike through, I strike through
Checkmate, checkmate, checkmate, checkmate
Verse
You sliding back to DM crumbs, begging for a crumb of the light
I'm the reason they upgrade their speakers, they press play when it’s night
You outsource your courage, rent someone to write your fight
I snatch mics from armchairs, flip fats into fights, outta sight
You scream "I'm original" while borrowing schemes, counterfeit delight
I harvest real lines, plant 'em deep, watch 'em sprout overnight
I keep receipts on your flex, catalog the quit, the petty spite
You a cameo villain, I the lead role — marquee bright
Your clap track quits early, I loop the chorus, crowd ignite
You front like you royalty, I read the fine print: paperback, no rights
I stitch verses with laser thread — keep your seams tight
You got hollow crowns, hollow sound, hollow hype, hollow bite
I put facts over flash, craft over crash, detail over blight
You sell illusions in bulk, I'll sell you truth that's hard to bite
You lost in the comments while I built exits — flight
I'm the headline that rewrites your chapter: blackout, goodnight
Skrrt, skrrt (skrrt), ayy, watch the scoreboard, numbers don't lie
Yuh, watch the scoreboard, numbers don't lie (numbers)
Chorus
I put your name in the ledger, I strike through, I strike through,









