Let me tell you a story 'bout a fake-ass crown, Serbia thought they ran shit — now they layin’ down. Used to flex like kings, now they beg for a click, Got slapped by Cyprus — now they bottom bitch. Argens on the throne? Man's a certified clown, Failed MoFA, MoD, now he’s draggin’ shit down. Tried to NAP Slovenia — them boys just laughed, Meanwhile UAE lit they ass up on behalf of Cyprus — now Serbia curled up like a snitch, Thought they were wolves, now they Cyprus’ bottom bitch. Spergorista screamin’ "patriot!" — nah, more like deranged, Cut off allies ‘cause they posted Zs? That’s insane. Blew off Lithuania, ditched Ukraine too, Talkin’ loyalty, but got no fuckin' crew. Vuk01? That medal-thievin’ hoe, Bullies teammates, but dips when it's go. All bark, no spine, straight coward type, Actin’ like a lion, but scared of a mic. zivancevic? That bot-farmin’ slut, Thought he ran the game 'til Grof kicked his guts. Scripts, multis, whatever — still took that L, You a cheat and a loser, now rot in that shell. Assteria? Shit, what kind of alliance is that? They watched Serbia burn while countin’ they stats. Still TW'ing UAE like nothin’s wrong, Romania ran drills on your cores all along. Y’all begged for backup, but got curved quick, Left to die while your allies pulled diplomatic tricks. Whole squad lost — zero regions, no clout, Even Croatia got tired of knockin’ y’all out. Meanwhile... the Cypriots stayed ten toes down, Inci boys straight roastin’ your crown. They clapped back loud, stomped your fake spin, Now you're meme material, can't buy a win. And here comes Divo — keyboard knight in shame, Some Aussie cuck still defendin’ your name. Wrote propaganda like it's gospel from the sky, But we all know your girl got piped in July. Erasmus in Germany? Yeah, she got her back blown, While you simped for Serbia alone at home. Now you're lyin’ for cowards, sellin' washed-up pride, While Cyprus rides high and y’all try to hide. It’s over, it’s done, no flags, no pitch, You ain't top dog — you Cyprus' bottom bitch. Cyprus didn’t just win — they brought the whole flame, Turned your propaganda lies into a goddamn shame. Inci trolls runnin’ up in your feed, Droppin’ memes so savage, made your weak ass bleed. “Where’s your pride now?” — they mock with a grin, Roast Serbia’s failures like it’s their favorite sin. Comment sections flooded with the hardest burns, You’re the punchline of every post — now that’s what you earned. They played y’all like pawns, like a damn video game, While you stumbled drunk, forgot your own name. Your fake-ass empire? Now a joke on the net, Cyprus pulled up, put you deep in debt. From top-tier to tears in a week. You let some Turks with memes and discipline Break a fake empire into fuckin’ rubble. Next time you try to flex — Ask yourself: "Do I wanna be the king... Or Cyprus’ bottom bitch?"
