(Verse 1 – Person A) I said “bet,” then you left me on read Screenshot my vibe, now it’s stuck in your head You ghosted, fr tho, no cap, that’s wild Actin’ like my playlist ain’t been your style (Verse 2 – Person B) Bruh, you salty, you pressed, take a seat I’m out here soft-launchin’ new sneaks on my feet You big mad, tryna clap back with shade But your drip look thrift-store, mine custom-made (Pre-Chorus – Both) Lowkey toxic, highkey fun, We keep postin’, can’t be done Flex on FYP, we trend all day, But I told you once: put your phone away! (Chorus – Both, trading lines) Put your fit away (nah fam, I slay) Put your cap away (deadass, you play) Put your flex away (bro, that’s passé) We just livin’ rent-free in each other’s brains (Final Chorus – Both) Put your fit away (nah fam, I slay) Put your cap away (deadass, you play) Put your flex away (bro, that’s passé) We just vibin’, Gen-Z way.
