Intro] [Fast-paced, heavy Memphis bounce beat starts immediately] [Arrogant, laughing vocal tone] One, two... wait, let's make it three. A three-peat, b-tch. I saw the typing bubble on Instagram. Then it disappeared. Writer's block? Or did reality finally set in? Let’s get the club jumping for the funeral. [Chorus] Three-peat, sweep, put her in the dirt She thought she was a boss, now her feelings really hurt Three-peat, sweep, run up the score I left her in the dust, what she crying for? I made her a ghost, I made her a meme She fighting for a text, I’m building the team Three-peat, sweep, put her in the ground The b-tch is completely silent, she ain't making a sound! [Verse 1] Walk in the club, the DJ spinning my sh-t You standing in the corner having a whole f-cking fit You thought I was gonna stop at two? Girl, you a fool I’m dragging your name out, breaking every single rule You got fifty songs about getting your back blown out But you can't find a single word to run off your mouth? He sitting in my VIP, pouring up the Patrón Laughing at the voicemails you leaving on his phone You a "demon in the sheets"? Well, I'm the devil in the booth I’m washing out your lies with a gallon of the truth. [Pre-Chorus] No response, no clapback, no little remix You sitting at home trying to find a quick fix You wanted a war, but you brought a butter knife I just took your whole brand and ended your life. [Chorus] Three-peat, sweep, put her in the dirt She thought she was a boss, now her feelings really hurt Three-peat, sweep, run up the score I left her in the dust, what she crying for? I made her a ghost, I made her a meme She fighting for a text, I’m building the team Three-peat, sweep, put her in the ground The b-tch is completely silent, she ain't making a sound! [Verse 2] Let’s pour some liquor out for the career that you had I know your management is probably looking real sad You tried to play the villain, you tried to be the hoe But I just put your entire existence on a show I’m the wife, I’m the main, I’m the one with the ring You just a desperate little bird that forgot how to sing Look at your catalog now, it’s looking obsolete Every time they hear your name, they gonna think of this defeat I dropped three in a row, I didn't even break a sweat This the biggest f-cking lesson that you never will forget. [Pre-Chorus] No response, no clapback, no little remix You sitting at home trying to find a quick fix You wanted a war, but you brought a butter knife I just took your whole brand and ended your life. [Chorus] Three-peat, sweep, put her in the dirt She thought she was a boss, now her feelings really hurt Three-peat, sweep, run up the score I left her in the dust, what she crying for? I made her a ghost, I made her a meme She fighting for a text, I’m building the team Three-peat, sweep, put her in the ground The b-tch is completely silent, she ain't making a sound! [Outro] [Beat continues to bounce heavily] Yeah. Play this in Atlanta. Play this in LA. Play this every time she walks in the room. Three tracks in 48 hours. I think my catalog is doing just fine now, baby. Artasia. Undefeated.
