Randos

[Intro] "Hello adventurer. If you get knocked, we'll pick you up. If you die, we'll get your tags and call you back. Stick with the squad. Welcome aboard." [Verse 1 ] Three of us deep, mics already hot Need a fourth to fill the empty slot Hit the matchmaking — roll the lobby dice Could be heaven, could be ice Plane doors open, stranger makes four Erangel, Sanhok, Taego or more We get all sorts — that's the lottery game No two randos ever the same [Quick-fire] "Hello adventurer…" — didn't make the jump "Hello adventurer…" — died to an ump "Hello adventurer…" — jumped early, gone solo "Hello adventurer…" — sticking with the group? "Hello adventurer…" — tagging all the loot "Hello adventurer…" — where'd he go? [Chorus] Randos, randos — who did the matchmaking send? Randos, randos — saviour or the end? Roll the dice on the lobby, pray for a friend Randos, randos — squad till the end [Verse 2 ] Sometimes you get the GOAT — drops with no fear Lands on Pecado, every angle clear Carries the whole squad, wins us the dinner "GG lads" — gone, mystery winner Flip the coin — get the deserter instead Drops and disconnects before we've even bled No mic, no ping, no goodbye Empty slot from the bluest sky [Verse 3] Or you get the fool — drops on a roof Falls off the edge, no chute, no proof Ten seconds dead, then the mic comes alive: "Lag! That was lag! I swear I would've survived!" Then there's the chatter — open mic, no end Girlfriend left him, dog's at the vet, send help friend Cousin's getting married — squad never met Mute the bastard before we forget [Chorus] Randos, randos — who did the matchmaking send? Randos, randos — saviour or the end? Roll the dice on the lobby, pray for a friend Randos, randos — squad till the end [Verse 4] Magpie lands on Georgopol crates Black-tie loot for a black-tie date Squad's at Buk San Sa, fighting alone Airstrike drops him — "Look at my loot!" — no home Then the rally driver — wheel man supreme Drifts the bridge like a fever dream Or the other one — never let him drive Crash — "Sorry lads" — somehow we're alive [Bridge] Here's the thing about the rando roll You never really know what fills the hole GOAT one game, the fool the next round Same player different day, same battleground Could be us tomorrow, fumbling the drop We're all someone's rando — never know when to stop Pray they're patient when it's our turn to die Lottery ticket, four blue dots in the sky [Verse 5] Every now and then though — magic in the queue Rando drops in, fits the squad like glue Banter on the mic, plays the angle right On Discord before the end of the night Tags got returned, call-back on the line Welcome speech actually meant something this time That's the dream — the matchmade friend The lobby lottery with a happy end [Final chorus] Randos, randos — who did the matchmaking send? Randos, randos — saviour or the end? Roll the dice on the lobby, pray for a friend Randos, randos — squad till the end [Outro] RANDOS! RANDOS! RANDOS! Who's filling the slot tonight? RANDOS! RANDOS! RANDOS! Hit fill and pray we're alright (fading): "Hello adventurer…"