Payton [Intro/Chorus] Dear Lyric, please get off of me, I’m not the one to be the enemy But what you were thinking was the friend of me Are you ready. Ready. [Verse 1- Payton] Dear Lyric, I know I liked you since day 1, I fanned you and made you my loaded gun, But now this shit done, We’re weren’t ment for each other because I was the only one you won, I’m a kid from Marietta, blonde with the name Payton, I made it with Michael De Santa and Trevor Phillips, with the hatred. I’m not that strong verbally, but I try to knock Like being in the ring with the rock. Tick tock Lyric your going to go and rap this shit now arent ya, Well then, I’ll do it with Elise and then tell on your mama, Oh well don’t worry, like your friends are safe now, Painted their nails and made them go gorgeous. Ouch. Now, what do I have to say, like you made an offensive joke. Of course CJ stopped you, he’s strong and sexy. Why can’t he take the toke. Now I’m sitting here with Lily and Cassie, taking some photos of what is our death note, Making ourselves famous on fuck me, Fucky Friday, alike a goat. With my mental manipulation I can never be like Greg, With Mackenzie, she’s hotter then the bong I smoked with Craig, When I realized that I was famous, I didn’t even know that I had 1600 followers on my TikTok, With biggie, and 2pac, I said like a hip box, a trip Glock. When the man of 2 evils I never sent to be, Now this guitar should make you feel better [Build up] [Chorus] Dear Lyric, please get off of me, I’m not the one to be the enemy But what you were thinking was the friend of me Are you ready. Ready. [Verse 2- Lyric] Dear asshole, why are you in my mailbox Drink your bong and rub it on that Glock. Why do you even try to attack one that’s higher superiority, Shut up and talk to the minority. He tried to stop me from the right joke, So what, did he try to take your toke? I don’t know what your trying to say, Be a little more clear, Shit, I’m the bad guy, so you’re going to rub it in my ear? Keisha Big Bottoms could do worse, she bought her husband the fucking crack birth. I remember when you fanned me on day 2, woop woop You made me get crazy from the rap coop, (coop coop) I remember swinging by the neck of your umbilical cord, It wrapped on me, made me c sectioned faster then the rap ward Den couldn’t even stop me then, it made me faster than my pen, All the game could even fight for, was how could I have not been like REN Stippy even could fight, Wile Coyote would be catching road runner Your Coyote, cause acme got all the blonde chicks numbers. So to end it off, why are you texting me? Get over here, and stop laying on me. (OH YEAH, GET OVER HERE, ON ME, ON ME) [Chorus] Dear Lyric, please get off of me, I’m not the one to be the enemy But what you were thinking was the friend of me Are you ready. Ready. Dear Lyric, please get off of me, I’m not the one to be the enemy But what you were thinking was the friend of me Are you ready. Ready. (Love thy enemy) (Love thy enemy) [Build up] [Bridge- Lyric] Love thy enemy, love thy earth. Love thy character, not your birth. You shit picking prick, why do you have to be so obsessed with me, You post about me, talk about me, want to be with me. We’re not in the obsessed, stop it ragu, Fine, you’re so fine. Call yourself Wagu. You fine ass meat, I can stall it in a Xan, Go away, run in circles, see you you Stan [Chorus] Dear Lyric, please get off of me, I’m not the one to be the enemy But what you were thinking was the friend of me Are you ready. Ready. Dear Lyric, please get off of me, I’m not the one to be the enemy But what you were thinking was the friend of me Are you ready. Ready.
