You Small

Intro

Yeah, ayy, watch this

(skrrt) uh

Hey — hey — hey, ayy

Verse

You step in the room, electricity low, I'm the storm and you a flicker

Pocket-sized ego, little ticker, big mouth, small sticker (ha)

Talkin' like you heavyweight, you featherweight, paper thin wrapper

I bench press bars, you bench press napkin—sad little clapper

Microphone assassin, you a toy with broken batteries

You run your mouth, I run the map — you stuck in small cities

Call yourself a king? Nah, you a cameo in my highlight reel

Short on clout, short on cents, short on everything real

You play big-screen dreams on a pocket-sized frame

Fake flex, tiny checks, hollow trophies, no name

Your swagger's on layaway, your courage on consignment

Your comebacks on backorder, your raises on confinement

I move like skyscraper, you a speed bump on the sidewalk

Little bark, no bite, all sidewalk chalk

Tryna swing with the giants but you hide behind a step stool

I cook up meteors, you microwaving instant fool

Call it what it is — small hands, small plans, small stand

I'm the main event, you're the lost kid in the band (ayy)

Chorus

You small, you small, you small, you small (you small)

You small, you small, you small, you small (yeah)

You small, you small, you small, you small (uh-huh)

You small, you small, you small, you small (hey)

Verse

I size you up with a glance, no tape measure needed

Your bark's on Bluetooth, your bite forever deleted (skrrt)

You brag about numbers like you counting loose change

But in the ledger of respect you never earned a page

Tiny threats, tiny bets, tiny steps, little stride

You whisper threats into pillows when my name rides by

I stomp the beat, you tiptoe like a secret in socks

You try to heat up drama but you cool down in the box

You flash cheap gold, I melt it into my trophies

You got one-liners, I got legions and symphonies (ayy)

You speak loud to cover the crack in the ceiling

I build bridges — you building feelings on peeling paint ceilings

Your whole flex is rented, my lines got the deed

You're playing checkers, I'm chess — checkmate guaranteed

I spit big truths, you spit small lies with small lungs

You fold under pressure like a map when the rains come

So listen close little man, here's the final call

You small, I'm tall — that's the end of it all (ha)

Chorus

You small, you small, you small, you small (you small)

You small, you small, you small, you small (yeah)

You small, you small, you small, you small (uh-huh)

You small, you small, you small, you small (hey)

Bridge

Oh — tiny thunder, fake blunder, watch me thunder (watch it)

Oh — little wonder, soft under, I'm the plunder (plunder)

Say my name twice, try to levitate, you can't rise up

You broke the mirror of your image, now you run from your own eyes (run)

Chorus

You small, you small, you small, you small (you small)

You small, you small, you small, you small (yeah)

You sma