Big talk, big hands, big empty chair Dumbass Donny sellin' smoke to air Says he's closin' deals all over the map Truth is he's just runnin' his trap Verse 2 Says he stopped a war with a phone call Yeah right, that ceasefire didn't happen at all Thousand tons of beef, billions of oil Numbers made up, watch the story spoil Chorus He wrote the book but he can't read the room Art of the Steal, that's his only tune Promises pile up, none of 'em true Dipshit Donny, we see right through you Right through you Art of the Steal Verse 3 Called him out, he doubled down Same old lie in a different town Every claim gets buried by the facts Man's a legend only in his own tracks Chorus He wrote the book but he can't read the room Art of the Steal, that's his only tune Promises pile up, none of 'em true Dipshit Donny, we see right through you Right through you Art of the Steal Breakdown (spoken/half-sung) No deal. No ceasefire. No truth. Just a dealmaker who never made one Just a legend in his own mind Final Chorus He wrote the book but he can't read the room Art of the Steal, echoin' through the room Family's done, country's done too Dumbass Donny, we see right through you Art of the Steal Art of the Steal Never closed a deal Art of the Steal
