Hot Chip & Lie (Charge mix)

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June 8, 2025 at 6:36 AMv4.5

("Anyone born after 1993... can't cook...")

[Verse 1]  
I can’t cook, I won’t try  
UberEats on speed dial, Wi-Fi high  
Hot chip in my left hand, cap in my right  
Scrollin’ through chaos, I thrive on spite  
Twerk in the mirror while I charge my soul  
Battery full, serotonin null  
Bisexual like a lifestyle brand  
Lie for the plot, ghost on demand

[Pre-Chorus]  
Ayy, McDonald’s bag, that’s haute cuisine  
I got memes, I got dreams, I got dopamine  
Ayy, text back? Nah, I disassociate  
Auto-tuned life on a paper plate

[Chorus]  
Hot chip and lie  
Post a thirst trap, then deny  
Charge my phone like I’m divine  
Twerk on pain, I’m doin’ fine  
Born in glitch, I pixel fry  
Eat hot chip and lie

[Verse 2]  
Yeah, no plans, just vibes  
Chronically online, got twelve new lives  
Born too late to drive, too early to own  
But just in time to roast you through my phone  
TMI in a close friends’ post  
Overshare till I’m diagnosed  
Got ghosted, then got booked  
Started a cult, still can't cook

[Pre-Chorus]  
Screamin’ “mood” in the comments  
Bible verse in my OnlyFans content  
I scroll, I doom, I sip, I zoom  
IRL’s just a dressing room

[Chorus]  
Hot chip and lie  
Post a thirst trap, then deny  
Charge my phone like I’m divine  
Twerk on pain, I’m doin’ fine  
Born in glitch, I pixel fry  
Eat hot chip and lie

[Bridge, (syrupy breakdown, mumble flow)]  
Don’t @ me, I’ll manifest  
Woke up stressed in a Burger King vest  
Digital ghost, I’m a Wi-Fi priest  
Bless this mess, then delete receipts  
Flex my trauma like it’s NFT  
Still don’t cook, still don’t eat

[Final Chorus / Outro]  
Hot chip and lie  
Unstable genius, watch me cry  
Phone on red, vibes on high  
Twerk through time, I qualify  
Born post-‘93, certified  
Eat hot chip and lie

[End, (text-to-speech: “Low battery… Existential crisis… Reloading… beep.”)]  
[Fade Out to End]

[Intro, (static pops, iPhone unlock sound, Siri voice: "Now playing: hot chip & lie")] [Genre: Hip-Hop/Rap] [Dynamic: Instant jump-cut vibe] [Key: F minor (ironic darkness)] [Tempo: 140 BPM] [Mood: Unhinged, sarcastic, wired] [Instruments: Trap beat, glitched synths, iOS ringtones, TikTok voiceovers] [Vocal Style: Gender-fluid, half-deadpan, half-manic] [Vocal Quality: Tuned, glitchy, Internet-native] ("Anyone born after 1993... can't cook...") [Verse 1] I can’t cook, I won’t try UberEats on speed dial, Wi-Fi high Hot chip in my left hand, cap in my right Scrollin’ through chaos, I thrive on spite Twerk in the mirror while I charge my soul Battery full, serotonin null Bisexual like a lifestyle brand Lie for the plot, ghost on demand [Pre-Chorus] Ayy, McDonald’s bag, that’s haute cuisine I got memes, I got dreams, I got dopamine Ayy, text back? Nah, I disassociate Auto-tuned life on a paper plate [Chorus] Hot chip and lie Post a thirst trap, then deny Charge my phone like I’m divine Twerk on pain, I’m doin’ fine Born in glitch, I pixel fry Eat hot chip and lie [Verse 2] Yeah, no plans, just vibes Chronically online, got twelve new lives Born too late to drive, too early to own But just in time to roast you through my phone TMI in a close friends’ post Overshare till I’m diagnosed Got ghosted, then got booked Started a cult, still can't cook [Pre-Chorus] Screamin’ “mood” in the comments Bible verse in my OnlyFans content I scroll, I doom, I sip, I zoom IRL’s just a dressing room [Chorus] Hot chip and lie Post a thirst trap, then deny Charge my phone like I’m divine Twerk on pain, I’m doin’ fine Born in glitch, I pixel fry Eat hot chip and lie [Bridge, (syrupy breakdown, mumble flow)] Don’t @ me, I’ll manifest Woke up stressed in a Burger King vest Digital ghost, I’m a Wi-Fi priest Bless this mess, then delete receipts Flex my trauma like it’s NFT Still don’t cook, still don’t eat [Final Chorus / Outro] Hot chip and lie Unstable genius, watch me cry Phone on red, vibes on high Twerk through time, I qualify Born post-‘93, certified Eat hot chip and lie [End, (text-to-speech: “Low battery… Existential crisis… Reloading… beep.”)] [Fade Out to End]