[Verse 1] Signal on for three whole streets, 8-Bitch still ain’t caught the blink, Bro got turn signals on his brain, But somehow still can’t think. 8-Bitch crashed out in a clown car, Then called it stage presence, Red nose blinking like a hazard light, Whole fit screaming traffic lessons. 8-Bitch got brights on at high noon, Like his IQ needs assistance, Tailgating every punchline, Still can’t close the distance. If 8-Bitch climbs inside my trunk, We’re starting circus carpool, Big shoes on the gas pedal, Still driving like a barstool. 8-Bitch swerved into the beef lane, Couldn’t merge with the facts, Tried to pass me on the left, Got lapped by his own tracks. [Chorus] Hey, 8-Bitch behind me, You failed the vibe check twice, Use that stick by your steering wheel, It’s not a magic wand for lies. If crashing out burned calories, 8-Bitch would be shredded like a star, Hey, 8-Bitch behind me, Please stop auditioning my car. Honk-honk, no bars, Big shoes, small engine, 8-Bitch in the mirror, Pixelated bad decision. [Verse 2] 8-Bitch texts like he’s defusing bombs, But spells “bars” with a clown emoji, Drifts two lanes yelling “LOL,” Bro, the lane don’t even know thee. 8-Bitch changes lanes with one blink left, Like hide-and-seek from hell, Got circus mileage, And emotional parallel. 8-Bitch honks the second green light shows, Relax, this ain’t NASCAR, Drives like every turn signal Asks for his debit card. 8-Bitch pulled up with clown energy, Horn squeak, face paint cracking, Said he “crashed out on purpose,” Nah, bro, that’s bad acting. Red hair, red nose, red flags, That’s a full stoplight combo, 8-Bitch ain’t built for road rage, Built like a Happy Meal Rondo. [Chorus] Hey, 8-Bitch behind me, This isn’t bumper Tinder, Swipe right into my license plate, I’m ghosting you forever. If common sense was horsepower, 8-Bitch wouldn’t start that car, Hey, 8-Bitch behind me, You’re why we can’t have nice bars. Honk-honk, no bars, Big shoes, small engine, 8-Bitch in the mirror, Pixelated bad decision. [Bridge] Objects in mirror are closer than they seem, So is 8-Bitch’s pride to a breakdown scene. So is 8-Bitch’s clown car to a tow truck dream, So is 8-Bitch’s rap career to “please delete.” If 8-Bitch hits me one more time with those beams, I’ll pull over and teach traffic rules with memes. Lesson one: don’t swerve when the truth gets mean, Lesson two: don’t clown if you can’t juggle schemes. 8-Bitch crashed out so hard, the airbags filed taxes, Dashboard said, “Bro, I cannot relax this.” GPS said, “Recalculating dignity,” Then rerouted 8-Bitch straight to clown activity. [Verse 3] 8-Bitch said he had drive, but stalled in the intro, Put his foot on the gas, still moved like Nintendo. Eight little bits, but not one byte of wisdom, 8-Bitch is clown.exe with a system condition. 8-Bitch bars got flat tires, his flow needs roadside, His punchlines need insurance and a grown man co-sign. 8-Bitch pulled up with smoke, but it came from the hood, Engine overheated from pretending he good. 8-Bitch bumper-to-bumper with terrible choices, Voice cracking like brakes when they lose all their noises. Whole circus behind him like, “Please don’t claim us,” Even the juggling pins said, “Nah, he ain’t us.” 8-Bitch crashed into the beat, then blamed the pavement, Said it was performance art, I said, “That’s entertainment.” His clown shoes squeak when he tries to move clever, 8-Bitch got curb-checked by the weather. [Final Chorus] Hey, 8-Bitch behind me, Congrats, you’re on my nerves, You’re the plot twist in my morning That nobody deserved. If patience paid in mileage, I’d be halfway to Mars, Hey, 8-Bitch behind me, Kindly go drive on the stars. Honk-honk, no bars, Big shoes, small engine, 8-Bitch in the mirror, Pixelated bad decision. [Outro] Crash-out king with a clown-car crown, 8-Bitch red nose blinking while his bars break down. Horn go squeak, tires go skid, Whole crowd laughing like, “There he is!” 8-Bitch swerved too far, Turned a diss track into bumper cars. Game over blinking on his dashboard screen, Clown car parked where his pride should’ve been.
